26 06 2012

June is a hard month for me. Anniversaries. My body feels it.

Suddenly I’m convinced if I could remember everything that happened, I could really move on.

I don’t know if that’s true.

I think I’ve figured out when it happened exactly. When my ex-husband raped me. The night of June 30th.  I don’t know if he left the 3rd of July or the second. I know that on the fourth I was at a mentor’s house. Watching children play with fireworks.

I’m trying to remember all the good things that have recently happened.

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