I'll Drag These Memories Through the Dark Void
This one hits different. It was a just over a year ago that I moved out of the north back to the city, spending my last few days as a member of the RCMP unpacking moving boxes and trying to mentally prepare myself for what was to come. It sure as shit has not been an easy year. Getting into new routines, adjusting to being in a large center again surrounded by constant noise and constant busy. Adjusting to a new therapist and digging through years worth of traumas that could be addressed properly being away from the job. I didn't have to deal with residual stresses of spending time in the office, being in the environment that caused the traumas that needed to be addressed and healed. I did the work. I addressed trauma after trauma, had panic attacks, lost sleep from old nightmares, and it felt like there was tangible progress being made. Unfortunately, it also meant that there was going to be a time where I had to deal with more than visceral trauma. "He who fights with monst...