I keep hearing that Justin, Benji, and I need to find our "new normal." What does life look for us now that our daughter and sister has died?
My problem right now is that the new normal is looking a lot like the old normal. And don't get me wrong, the old normal was great. I'd even venture to say I was pretty happy and content.
Now I have flashbacks and PTSD. Now I have trouble concentrating. Now I cry a lot. Now I can't get out of bed in the morning. Now I have no appetite and not much motivation for life. Now I can barely talk with my own friends and hate seeing pregnant women and babies.
How's that for the new normal?
But to the outside world, we're right back where we were. As I wrote before, the new normal seems to be the old normal with a giant fucking hole in the middle of it.
Is it possible that my daughter died and my life doesn't change?