For decades, I have fought to not allow my past to affect me. Of course it always has, but I tried hard to not let it. Never played the victim, never wanted to think about it, and I don’t want to dwell in it.
I was doing great, but now I am not and I have to accept this is the way it will go.
Someone on my community page explained it well;
‘Grief is cyclical and healing from the effects of trauma is cyclical.
It’s not an escalator ride up, but a trek over winding trails, up and down hills.