Sometimes life heads in a direction you never expected. I am in the most depressing computer lab on campus, listening to the whir of restricted printing, reflecting on the past 6 months. It is a fact that I was in a very dark place.
I functioned as one dragging cement blocks and chains would. I finally feel as though the cement is gone and the chains are falling off. I'm taking a poetry class this semester and I fully intend on it being a cathartic place for me. I've bottled my rage and now I have a way to release it without exploding.
I also started working out again and I've lost 7 pounds in a little over 3 weeks. It helps too, that I can't eat the bad stuff anymore. It makes me physically ill to eat gluten (wheat, rye, barley), so my diet has improved tremendously.
The boys are doing well. Cameron is in weekly therapy sessions and he's learning how to trust again. It's a slow process but he's coming along well. My Caden is as happy as ever and is thriving in the first grade. I am thankful that he wasn't affected as much as Cameron is.
Life goes on. We either learn to adapt or we don't. I think I have finally broken through and now I'm adapting too.
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