Thinking of him caused me anxiety,
It became hard to breathe,
I had to remind myself that he can’t hurt me anymore in order to calm my anxiety,
I was slowly able to breathe,
I slowly stopped having anxiety.
Yet I realized I had blocked it out,
I realized it’s a wound that I needed to open,
I needed to let the bad out,
I analyzed the wound while it was open,
I did my best to understand why I became afraid in order to let the bad out.
The memory of getting lost in an unknown place,
The way he abandoned me in the unknown place,
Perhaps it was that I revisited the place,
Perhaps it’s because I hadn’t gone back to that place,
Or perhaps it was both him and the place.
Still I survived being in that place,
I had my husband there helping me replace the bad memories with good memories,
I wasn’t alone in that place,
Yes, I’m so thankful that I have a husband who helps me replace the bad memories with good memories,
Most of all, I’m so thankful that my husband isn’t the type to abandon me in any place.