This is me after “D day” or discovery day but before my healing journey started. It was an explosion of uncontrollable emotions and happening every single day. Trying to look “normal” on the outside and get triggered and breaking down every hour was on repeat. This is the worst way to try and “survive.” I even have make up on here because I was trying to disguise the suffering I was experiencing. Is the closet floor your bed sometimes too? It was for me! The adversary knows exactly how to cripple us, has SO much experience, but we don’t have to just sit there and take it.