Day 138

I haven’t been sleeping well lately. Maybe that’s because I’m still concerned that I haven’t really dealt with the attempted rape. Unexpected things make me flash back to that night and I have to quickly shove that to the back of my mind because I don’t want to remember. Except I know I’m going to have to deal with this and I’m afraid that the longer I keep resisting the confrontation, the more devastating my reaction will be.

I have yet to begin writing for the workshop in August. I keep having an internal argument about whether or not I should try to write about what happened. I don’t know what I’m going to do.