Dear younger me,
The lingering effects of our childhood composed an uneasy canvas for the future. We've survived a lot. Between Getting raped and abused by your boyfriend in 2015, Fertility issues, Depression (Really didn't think wed make it out of that one), A heaping pile of anxiety, chronic migraines(We still struggle), Drama with friends, Drama with Family, stalking, harassment, and having to constantly watch all around you it's ridiculous. I will say we've done a fantastic job Showing the people we care about just how much they truly deserve. Your husband more than others. We're so proud of him. He's done his absolute best at everything he's set out to do. He loves you like no one else could. Funny thing is you guys were friends way before you started dating. Your kid's pretty great too. Their immense curiosity, smarts, and sass wow you everyday.
Ya know.. Jarrod died. And you've never felt so free. The fact that you can go anywhere with out him popping up beside you while driving is God's finest works. After years of Torment and Torture from the PTSD he handed you like a nicely wrapped present, You can finally breathe. Although you do still have memories and flash backs of his weighted body killing bits of your soul.. but we're working on that.
You have a lot to be thankful for. Hopefully you can be happier than you are now!
Love you,
The healing version

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The In Between
NonfiksiA book comprised of diary entries, personal feelings, and poems.