In some ways, it was a day made even more difficult by the fact in all the previous years I pretended I was fine. That I 'had pulled it together.' For the benefit of my loved ones, I thought I had to act strong. To keep helming the ship. So no one but me would be afraid of drowning.
So, five years later, I let everyone know how I felt. I was sad. I was overwhelmed. Sentimental. And by admitting it out loud, I've had many other people reach out to let me know they had similar days.
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