Our wedding anniversary came and went. Although my husband and I love each other very much, I felt empty, cold, and distant. We are attempting to conquer the dark places in our story, rewrite the narrative, and break out of past bondage; however, on our anniversary, I longed to barricade myself away from feeling or thinking. Remaining embodied in that moment was an incredible battle. I was soul weary.
We had a terrible, emotional night—the kind that might send one of us to the couch. I was emotionally catatonic. Frozen. My limbs felt limp, and I was firmly locked inside my mind's protection. I did not want to be around my husband. I wanted silence and sleep. This all felt familiar. '
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