Its been two years since “all of this is temporary” was the only thought that could get me through the day. I haven’t moved much but I’ve moved houses a few times. I have friends now and that’s a big improvement. I still feel very lonely. I remember before when I wrote I made a conscious effort to avoid starting sentences with “I”. I think I now need to make a conscious effort to start every sentence with “I”.
I’ll graduate again soon. Every corner I turn there are still events and music and pieces of clothes and meals and places we went and things we talked about that remind me of you but it’s not unbearable anymore. I feel as if I have stagnated but my nails are growing again and today I thought about writing for the first time in what feels like a long time. A lot has happened in two years but maybe I’m able to write again now. I read a few pages of a book and will keep it in my bag to draw on again soon.
The question of today’s therapy was “what is it that keeps two people together?”
Waiho mā te whakamā e patu - let shame be the punishment.