inspired by someones post---an example of something small that feels big.

well, idk why i can't forgive. and move past this. and i realize this is something i brought up in therapy for like 5 minutes and will never bring up again cuz I won't have the time too.

but, i just need to FORGET and I can't maybe cuz I should have let the incident be what it was and what it was, was very Big to me...

although, many would say it was small.

like the post, we have to honor the big and small.

and for some reason, maybe cuz I'm frustrated with my Dad at the moment
but, I brought it up only once in therapy

I was a little girl. The day my Dad threw me against a wall and pinned me there and wouldn't let me go, got in my face and screamed at me, directly in my face and I ran upstairs crying in my room and I expected my mom to come help and she didn't.

see, that was small...or my mom probably wanted it to be.

but, I'm realizing it was quite big cuz I'm randomly getting pissed about it.