There are somethings I realize I am not completely over. There are somethings that no matter how long it has been are still with me. I put them so far in the back of my mind that when they come up it's like a wave of nausea all over again. Maybe I am particularly bad at getting over things... But it is a strange to think that it doesn't bother me the way most people would think.
When I am in a happy, normal state of mind I can talk about these issues with ease. I can fully discuss them. It seems like a different part of my life. I don't get upset by admitting they happened, or telling people. I get upset when someone does something that causes a whole wave of nostalgia that makes me feel like there are bugs crawling in my skin. Like the world is crushing me. I am not sure where these feelings are coming from.
Recently my dreams have been troubled with this past events. I wake up every morning that strange feeling all over again. I am not sure what is wrong with me. Nothing has happened, nothing even remotely to remind me of these events. But recently I have been haunted by them. I wake up and spend a few minutes trying to make the nausea go back down. It is not a pleasant way to wake up...
I am not sure what to do.
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