In therapy this week, I reprocessed some of my trauma and how I was triggered into feeling paralyzing fear when my dog Rosie jumped on my lap as I drove the other day. It brought me right back to the day Mat killed Kirby, because that morning, as I drove to Mat’s house, Kirby jumped on my lap as I drove. But it was forbidden by Mat. Mat had called me and asked where Kirby was in the car. When I told him Kirby was on my lap, Mat became enraged. I had disobeyed him. And that was the beginning of the end. 14 hours of torture ensued and he ultimately killed my sweet boy Kirby.
And so, in therapy, I reprocessed that. And as I did, thanks to EMDR, I realized something. I am the sun ☀️ My light has always shined brighter than Mat’s evil negative energy. On that day, and during those 10 weeks together, he was the eclipse in my life. But even as he existed, my light still shined, as the ring of sunlight still shines behind the eclipse. He didn’t dim my light. Not ever. I was, and always have been, and am, the sun. I am the sun. I am so powerful. I will continue to use my light to help others, to fight for others, to speak out and use my voice and power. I am the sun ☀️
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