Oct 8, 2016
Divorce
My surroundings are filled with things that trigger memories of what I finally thought was a time of “stability” in my life. They come as rushing glimpses full of sound, smell and color. Every room I’m in or a piece of furniture I see acts like a trigger that flash those memories and I just want them to stop or even just pause for a while. I may be in a negative state but sometimes it feels like I’m the only one grieving the loss of what I loved so much. The future feels far when the present is so intense.
I hope one day I will get back a piece of what I lost when they decided to part ways.
