It’s Like That.

You ever watched something on the TV and it hit so close to home that you can’t help but get up and run from it. Far far away?

You know that feeling that you need to be putting as much distant between the scene unfurling on the telly and yourself that you zip off like a bat out of hell straight into your room and shutting the door before sobbing with the fist in your mouth for fear someone might hear you? Or zip straight to the bathroom, close the door and just throw up?

I just had one of those.

And the worse part about them is they come so unexpectedly. Without warning at all. Like one moment you’re walking and the next you get run over by a drunken truck driver. So quickly, so abruptly, so wholly.

Like how you see something so gory and disgusting or unbelievable that you get all the air sucked out of your lungs within that one brief instant and you’re frozen. You’re stuck. And you need to get away from it, but the image is stuck in your mind no matter how quickly or far you get away from it. Burned into the back of your eye lids.

It was like that for me. It was exactly like that for me.

And I can’t help but wonder if it’ll always be like that. Or if it’ll really just hurt a little one day.

“First you’ll feel like you coulda done more to help her but it’s not true. You did everything you could. It won’t feel that way, but remember me telling you this: You did everything you could. And it’ll hurt. Every time you think of her. But over time, it will hurt less and less. And eventually, you’ll remember her and it’ll only hurt a little.”
Cristina Yang, Grey’s Anatomy Ep#6.21


2 Responses

  1. Ouch must have been a pretty powerful scene. Never had one of those before though. It’s been awhile Sue May, hope life’s been good. =)

    • Hey! Fancy seeing you here!
      haha. Well, it was. Pretty damned powerful.
      But at the same time, I gotta admit, I’m dramatic like that.
      Life’s been alright. Hope 2011’s been kind to you so far! 🙂

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