time is such a trip for me. when i think about how much time has passed since certain events, it seems so wrong. it’s hard to think that some of my favorite things happened years ago. where did the time go?
there were dark days when taking care of josh was pure hell & my anxiety took over. if you have anxiety, you know it can feel like you’re detached from life & even your own body. although i feel so much better now, i do feel like i’ve lost a few years.
i’ve been tucked away from everyone & everything. people didn’t stop living because i stopped seeing them. things didn’t stop happening because i stopped doing them. it feels like that though. so much has gone on that i haven’t been present for. it’s really warped my sense of time.
feeling like part of my life slipped through my hands is kind of depressing, so i like to think of time as an illusion. it helps me cope & feel a little less insane. it also helps me hold my favorite memories close & push the bad ones far away.