So, I'm not actually at liberty to discuss what exactly happened with my family. But, suffice to say, we had some serious, major, this-doesn't-happen-in-many-people's-lifetimes s**t go down. My heart hurts for everyone involved, especially my loved ones. My husband, his family. The other families affected.
I'm unfortunately (or fortunately?) equipped to truck through trauma with my brave face on. I've seen my fair share of it in life. (I've been in trauma therapy for a few months now, prior to all of this happening, for other past issues.) So I'm super glad I'm able to help them pick up and move on and stay strong, as much as I'm able. It really fulfills me to be able to shower them in love and support and lift some burdens off their shoulders where I'm able.
BUT, I've got a lot ahead of me. It's going to be a rough road carrying on, and it could be stretched out for months, maybe years. All I can hope is that we're able to hold on strong, and that this crisis brings us closer together rather than drive us apart. I love them so much, SO much. If I could just magically erase their pain and make things better, I'd do it without a second thought. But all I can do is continue to love and support them, as I'm sure they'd do the same for me.
I'm emotionally and physically exhausted, just worn down to the bone. But I've been this way before. It's nothing new for me. I'll survive. I have to, for them.
· Wed May 26, 2021 @ 04:36pm · 0 Comments