tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675643683268911792.post1630018409415932009..comments2023-06-26T03:59:17.935-05:00Comments on Secret Badge of Honor: Words. Silence. Rants. (In no particular order)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675643683268911792.post-65598080943451884692011-02-02T12:52:37.282-06:002011-02-02T12:52:37.282-06:00I'm going to disagree with part of what your f...I'm going to disagree with part of what your father-in-law said; time does not heal ALL wounds. There are, unfortunately, wounds that will never heal as awful as it sounds...there is a reason I'm saying this so bear with me :) My tragedy is not your tragedy, as yours is not mine BUT I feel like I can relate to you on a different level because of my tragedy. I think that when something happens that unexpectedly rips away a part of your soul, it leaves behind a gaping hole. Over time, yes this hole gets smaller, but you can never replace something that was removed. "Too much that time cannot erase" is tattooed across my lower back. It it my tribute to my 18yo self that no longer exists, I still grieve for that girl even now. Technically, yes I am 'healed' because I can function in society, but that doesn't mean the pain is gone, that doesn't mean I'm not still triggered into sadness. So don't ever apologize for not 'being over it yet'. Jeez it's ONLY been a little over a year! There is no timeline on grief. And I hate that there is an expectation by others that there should be. Just don't deny to yourself what you are feeling...your feelings and emotions are valid. To anyone else? Eff 'em I say, but then I also have 13 years of built up bitterness :) I hate, HATE that you had to be subject to such gross insensitivity from your own family, but I am glad that you do have an amazing husband to lean on when they can't be counted on. I love you dearly<br />melissaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com