To say these last ten days have been very up and down would be a complete understatement.
My days consist of flurries of activity and bouts of hyperfocus on challenging tasks. At night, when my meds wear off, my mind races with all of the THINGS. What ifs and grieving the departure of the place I grew up, all the people I know, and what made me who I am.
Even though I was filled with trauma and hiding from my own truth, I still had 30+ years of living and loving here. I know I need to go, but it’s still hard to leave.