I have realized that I am not the same person that I was on January 29, 2016.
A part of me died on January 30, 2016 on the side of the road.
I don’t know if it’s a bad thing or a good thing…but I can tell you that I am different.
Please be patient with me.
Please be understanding of the new me.
I look the same, I sound the same…but I am not the same.
Life threw me yet another curve ball, and I have had to learn to adjust. My bones will heal, the bruises will fade. The scars will be a forever reminder of a memory that I’d like to forget.
The nightmares will fade with time they say… The panic attacks will one day be a memory….the fear will turn once again to bravery.
A part of me died that day…I am different then I was before….