I’ll Stumble, I’ll Fall, I’ll Get Up Again: Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven:

I was in the middle seat of Mom’s SVU, with Krista in the seat next to me. We were heading to my first physical therapy session as an outpatient. I had been home on,y for a couple of days, but I knew keeping up with these appointments was important, they were helping me, even if I did not always feel as if that were the case.

I found myself fidgeting, not understanding why I was feeling so nervous. I had been through a lot worse than a tough Physical Therapy session, I had made it through a lot worse.

“Sienna it’s going to be okay, you are going to be okay.” Krista said, in the way of comforting me.

I nodded, not really understanding why I was so worried about how well I did on a physical therapy session that had not even happened yet.

“I know I’m going to be okay.” I finally said, hoping to sound more sincere than I felt. “I guess I’m just being silly.”

“You aren’t being silly Sienna, you are just trying to put the pieces of your life back together. You’ve been through a lot, and you really haven’t allowed yourself to grieve over that. You are to busy trying to be strong for Mom and I.”

I couldn’t respond because I knew everything my sister said was right. I had not been allowing myself to grieve over what I had…