past trauma, anniversary
Tomorrow is October Second. Three years ago, that was the day I found out That Monster had betrayed my trust. The anniversary of my shattering. The day that broke me.
I'm not feeling too good about it. I'm definitely feeling less estate today; I desperately wish I could take a personal day from work, but no.
Just gotta make it through. Keep moving, don't think about it, survive. Eventually I will heal.
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