I’ve been spending a bit of time away from PR recently. Being home is difficult. So was being some of the places I went to visit. Sometimes, being in Vancouver is too. There are certain places that I am avoiding because it’s too painful. I need a breather before I go home and start dealing with my life again, so that’s what I’m trying to take right now. This doesn’t mean that I have been able to escape the reality of what happened; just that I am trying to give my brain a chance to process it in really tiny pieces because frankly, that’s all I can handle. I’m having a hard time even handling that.
Do not have any expectations of me right now. If I can get out of bed for a bit it is a good day. Sometimes I don’t; that’s when I appreciate my peeps who are able to climb in with me and tell me that it’s okay to react this way to such an unbelievably shitty situation.
I am not myself now, nor will I be for a while. I’m not sure who I am anymore.