And sometimes it all stops again, you know? It’s been happening a lot recently: time stops and rewinds. I’m taken back to each one of those days and I’m bound there. It’s like everything else falls out of view; the ceiling falls in and the bottom falls out. Those emotions and that fear snakes up my legs and winds it way through my ribs, entangling me in the worst memories of my life, and I don’t like it. I don’t like it at all. It’s like all those months and years of what I thought was me healing never happened. 

But this time, it’s different, and I’m thankful for that. The lights came up, and nobody asked any questions. They didn’t need to; they just accepted it and did what they could to fix it. They pulled me into hugs without question and held me there. They led me by the hand out of the theater. They didn’t ask any questions, and they didn’t see the need to. They saw their friend was really upset, and they fixed it. They fixed it, and I am so grateful for that.

Life is changing.

I think I like it. :)

(Source: youjustinspiredme, via the-absolute-best-posts)