We are moving soon, and everything is happening so fast. But, at the same time, it feels as though my life has stopped since the day my mom died. That I have not really started moving again.
I am uncertain about my identity at the moment. I feel like I don’t really know myself right now, which is driving me crazy because I am good at knowing who I am and where I am at.
Instead I am in limbo, and completely uncertain.
Part of me feels like the world is telling me that I should be healed already, but I know that is just paranoia. I hope it is at any rate.
I never thought that this event would be so traumatic and defining. But I guess the thing is you can’t know how something like this is going to affect you until it happens.