Making Up for Lost Time

When you go through a traumatic event, it's easy to lose track of time. Days, sometimes even weeks, can vanish from your memory. You spend your time trying to figure out how you've gotten where you are just to realize time is moving on and you are not. 

When you experience trauma, it will mess with how you think. Face it. Acknowledge it. Process it, however you need to. If you can't shake it alone, find someone who can help guide you through it. Don't let it bury itself in your soul.

Most importantly, everything you go through offers a lesson you can learn from. Take advantage of every learning opportunity. Lessons hold valuable truths that you can look to for support as life moves forward.

We've all been through difficult times. I'm no different. I'm not sure how I survived the last three years, but by God's grace, I have. I'm not a religious person. I am, however, a spiritual one. Some higher power has guided me through the most difficult time of my life.

I've been working on the rebuilding process. Making up for lost time is like trying to swim in a whirlpool. I've learned to take things one day at a time. Make the most of every day. Do what you can and don't stress the little things. It may take a while, but I will get to where I need to be.


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