As the days draw closer my sleep has become pretty much none existent. I am forever working and changing my VIS for court. I feel like no matter what I say or how I say it won't come out good enough. I am just pray that reading this out loud in front of a whole court room will let me start the healing process.
The other day I was out with a friend of mine and for the first time in a long time I talked about the specifics of the abuse. I cried a little. I felt really bad. But it was weird the person I was talking to didn't get mad. They just listened. It was a strange feeling me. To no be judge and to be able to safely talk about my feelings.