I am so, so tired of discussing past traumas. I get that I kind of have to, to get certain things working and certain services, but it’s just…so exhausting. I don’t want to think about them out of the blue anymore. It’s the emotional equivalent of being hit by a taser while getting your licence to operate one, you know? You know it’s coming, but you can’t really prepare for it despite that. And it’s really, really frickin’ painful in the moment, and so tiring afterwards.
the low clouds, the silence waiting for the wind…
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It’s super exhausting. (Not that your friends are exhausted by you talking about what happened, just to be clear.) And I didn’t fully respond to your FB comment the other day, but: It’s especially draining when it comes up because of a news cycle that has nothing to do with you, even if it’s related to people in similar circumstances.