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My body/mind regards this coming Monday as the anniversary of my friend's death, even though nobody actually died, as far as I can tell.
The nightly flashbacks are becoming much more intense and inescapable as the day approaches...and my counsellor has a family emergency, which has rendered her unavailable indefinitely...what wonderful timing.
The full body bristling I sometimes experience in sessions is back in full force.
This is hard, because I can't tell whether I want to cancel everything, or just block it out.
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'Somewhere up above the great divide Where the sky is wide, and the clouds are few A man can see his way clear to the light 'You have all the grace you need for today, and today is all that matters.' - Steve Austin
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