Your words are so very true; it's in those early drafts of a trauma that you get the raw experience out, the agony the desperation, the overwhelming terror of facing this alone as well as the detail of what I wore, what he said and what I didn't have the courage to say out loud through the tears. It is only years later that those first drafts are witnessed once more and redrafted again from a different perspective , from a new lens to bring some reflection and wisdom to the piece, to pare it down to the kernel, the essence of the experience.
Patti,
Your words are so very true; it's in those early drafts of a trauma that you get the raw experience out, the agony the desperation, the overwhelming terror of facing this alone as well as the detail of what I wore, what he said and what I didn't have the courage to say out loud through the tears. It is only years later that those first drafts are witnessed once more and redrafted again from a different perspective , from a new lens to bring some reflection and wisdom to the piece, to pare it down to the kernel, the essence of the experience.
It takes such courage, Gail and you have that in spades.