One Day...
One day. The image of how you looked laying there....will be gone from my mind. At least, that is what I keep telling myself. I keep thinking that the guilt, fears, crying, nightmares, stress, all of it will disappear. One day. People have long forgotten about it, but not me. I can't. It replays over and over in my head, day in and day out. Will it
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I don't know if acting like things are "okay" is the best thing to do. The alternative, breaking down like I did, didn't have a long term impact - in fact, they wanted me back to work ASAP and gave me an absence.
I'm not sure, what a person is supposed to do, when they are at wit's end.
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