9/11
So just that I've even writing this makes me feel so melodramatic, and there are plenty of places where my friends can post their own thoughts and feelings, remembrances and whatnot. But I wanted to do it here too. I guess because, selfishly enough, it makes me feel better.
I've been feeling unease lately, maybe because of the day, or maybe because I feel like there's been a lot of negativity surrounding me lately (my own doing, no one else's)...I'm trying to be much more conscious of that now, and trying to watch what I say and think, examine my inner self.
We all remember this day in our own way. Reading what other people have to say makes me feel better somehow. I've avoided it in the past because I honestly didn't WANT to remember. But now I guess I'm ready, at least to hear people's stories. I won't watch the movies, but I can hear the stories.
It's a way to heal.
I've been feeling unease lately, maybe because of the day, or maybe because I feel like there's been a lot of negativity surrounding me lately (my own doing, no one else's)...I'm trying to be much more conscious of that now, and trying to watch what I say and think, examine my inner self.
We all remember this day in our own way. Reading what other people have to say makes me feel better somehow. I've avoided it in the past because I honestly didn't WANT to remember. But now I guess I'm ready, at least to hear people's stories. I won't watch the movies, but I can hear the stories.
It's a way to heal.