Thank you for this post, Kelsey. I, too, love to revisit old journal entries and thinking about how things have shifted and changed over time. A year ago, I was in the throes of my breast cancer journey and though I've been in remission since mid-summer, I've recently I've been experiencing a lot of different chronic illness-type issues that are coming out of seemingly nowhere but I suspect are my body processing alllllll of the trauma it faced.
Your line: "Is it weird to say I feel the weight of this time last year, right now, simply because it’s the same time of year?" resonated deeply with me. I'm simultaneously *so* grateful to be in a different place than I was this time last year and yet, some of the threads still remain.
YES! Thanks for reading! So glad it resonated with you, but of course so sorry you had to go through that. Glad to hear you're also on the other side 🤍
I totally relate to looking back on something that you don’t want back but reminiscing about it. It’s like pressing a bruise. Sometimes it feels good just to feel the pain a little but to remind you of how good you feel now.
Thank you for this post, Kelsey. I, too, love to revisit old journal entries and thinking about how things have shifted and changed over time. A year ago, I was in the throes of my breast cancer journey and though I've been in remission since mid-summer, I've recently I've been experiencing a lot of different chronic illness-type issues that are coming out of seemingly nowhere but I suspect are my body processing alllllll of the trauma it faced.
Your line: "Is it weird to say I feel the weight of this time last year, right now, simply because it’s the same time of year?" resonated deeply with me. I'm simultaneously *so* grateful to be in a different place than I was this time last year and yet, some of the threads still remain.
YES! Thanks for reading! So glad it resonated with you, but of course so sorry you had to go through that. Glad to hear you're also on the other side 🤍
I totally relate to looking back on something that you don’t want back but reminiscing about it. It’s like pressing a bruise. Sometimes it feels good just to feel the pain a little but to remind you of how good you feel now.
YES. THIS! Such a great way to put it.
I loved reading this so, so much. So glad you’re in a completely different place this year 💕