The 23rd of May has haunted me for many years, the day my world came crashing down as my precious Eloise was diagnosed with myocarditis and not expected to survive. The pain has eased over the past few years and I’ve stopped crying ! I never used to get through the day without a session of weeping , usually in private, usually into my pillow. Such a lonely time to be upset. People expect you to get over such events. You’re told or expected not to dwell on the past. You’re told that “time is a great healer” maybe it is but you remain scarred. Yes the event is in the past but I cannot switch off from it completely, it’s not a light switch. I’m sure many of my friends have heard these things or maybe even said them ? You can’t just get over a trauma like this, you cannot just move on or forget it, you have to live with it and find peace. Life will never be the same again. Having pressure put on you just makes things more difficult, you have to work on your feelings in your own time and only when you are ready.
For me writing this blog has really helped, I can be honest, I can express myself, I can “talk” without fear of crying. I can explain how I’m feeling without anyone looking at me. I feel safe in here and writing this is my therapy. I’m talking to you and I feel you understand that what happened to me is important. Currently biting my nails........
I know I won’t totally get over what happened to Eloise, I cannot forget what I saw, the flashbacks still happen, they are very vivid, imprinted in fine detail in my brain. But I can live with them. They show me what a fighter Eloise is, they show me how far she’s come, they remind me to believe in miracles, they remind me how precious and fragile life is. They are part of me now. My demons are getting tamer and I can let them out of the box in my head when I need to.
So 23rd May 2018, I guess I’m more than ready for you. A life changing day but you haven’t broken me yet.
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