This past Monday, makes a year since the SA happened and the actual day of the “anniversary” I barely cried or anything had a good day actually. The following day however I was at work, I started to feel really hot and uncomfortable and my facial expressions made it clear something was wrong, my supervisors kept asking me ‘what’s wrong?’ I kept telling them nothing, eventually I did break down in hysterics and basically told one of them what happened. That hot and uncomfortable feeling was so familiar because of that night I couldn’t believe I’m still having flashbacks. My shift ends, I’m pulling myself together still, but still crying. My homegirl suggests that I go home and use a creative outlet to help me heal, also to stay away from male energy because I can’t properly heal with that around. I get this text this morning

my father has a fragile heart, he was hospitalized for having a heart attack three years ago. I know she has a point when she says it could help me get a little closer to healing, but I’m scared he’s going to get sick again because of how painful this is. I always thought about telling him, but terrified of his reaction.😩🙇🏾‍♀️