so i'm doing a lot better today then i was when i last posted. I was hanging out with some friends today and they are absolutely amazing to me. They are my angels.
I began talking about M and the recent situation about K coming into my restaurant and my hugeee melt down and one of them didnt know what i have survived. I told S my story and how it has affected me. I was not pitied, or called a victim. S just listened and asked questions.
It makes me sad and uncomfortable just talking about that day, but it's always a reminder that there was a moment where i was terrified but i survived. We are survivors. I am not religious but i will say that my friends, family, and all the other survivors are my angels and are the foundation of my skyscraper i am building.
Tonight I recognized that the scars M left will always be there but the pain is not as strong as the love and support my angels give me.
thank you <3 .