The Struggle in My Therapy Book

People struggle every day. I am not the first and I surely will not be the last. That does not make my struggle any less real to me. I have a hard time every day. Just facing those around me is difficult sometime. People talk to me about it and often it makes me feel like I am just being a “baby” about things. Emotions are supposed to be real and valued and dismissed even if you don’t understand them. The further I get from the accident the heavier it weighs on me. Not even knowing what really happened makes it all the more difficult. I know it seems silly but having weeks cut from my mind is a hard thing to deal with. I want to get back to my old self but to tell the truth that is not what I really want, I want a better happier version of me. One that understands himself and those around him. The one that enjoyed going out and seeing people.