13 Year Anniversary
Yesterday marked the 13 year anniversary of my attack. Some years I don’t even realize it’s THE day, until I have to write it down for some reason. I’ve even had years where I just didn’t feel right, and realize later in the day why. It’s really weird how the brain remembers traumatic events.
I can understand repressed memories. I can also imagine how someone could carry events throughout different lifetimes, if one believes in reincarnation.
When I reflect on that day, a lot of the anger has passed. It’s usually sadness I feel. But it passes pretty quickly. I’m lucky to be alive, and that’s what I try to remember.
Happy October 15th.
























