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"For a long time I wrote nothing else.
Life changes in the instant.
The ordinary instant.
At some point, in the interest of remembering what seemed most striking about what had happened, I considered adding those words, 'the ordinary instant.' I saw immediately that there would be no need to add the word 'ordinary,' because there would be no forgetting it: the word never left my mind. It was in fact the ordinary nature of everything preceding the event that prevented me from truly believing it had happened, absorbing it, incorporating it, getting past it. I recognize now that there was nothing unusual in this: confronted with sudden disaster we all focus on how unremarkable the circumstances were in which the unthinkable occurred, the clear blue sky from which the plane fell, the routine errand that ended on the shoulder with the car in flames, the swings where the children were playing as usual when the rattlesnake struck from the ivy. 'He was on his way home from work --- happy, successful, healthy --- and then, gone,' I read in the account of a psychiatric nurse whose husband was killed in a highway accident. In 1966 I happened to interview many people who had been living in Honolulu on the morning of December 7, 1941; without exception, these people began their accounts of Pearl Harbor by telling me what an 'ordinary Sunday morning' it had been. 'It was just an ordinary beautiful September day,' people still say when asked to describe the morning in New York when American Airlines 11 and United Airlines 175 got flown into the World Trade towers. Even the report of the 9/11 Commission opened on this insistently premonitory and yet still dumbstruck narrative note: 'Tuesday, September 11, 2001, dawned temperate and nearly cloudless in the eastern United States.'"
-Joan Didion, "The Year of Magical Thinking"
@Dr93827Dreama I am so sorry you can relate to the feeling of a relentless onslaught of repeated traumatic events and the pain and isolation that comes with having to then move through the same world that has been so cruel to you.
@dinahgirl88@tjtinpdx Timothy J. Thompson spent a decade & a half in prison for beating his wife, & has now moved on to harassing me with dozens of cruel tweets a day, for reasons apparently including me daring to grieve my father’s shocking and devastating death.
Some details on him here:
@sprout92 Omg they are so so so so cute I love!!!! But Cheens was a tabby so it wouldn’t be fair to them. I hope you find good homes for them soon. I can attest that a tabby can be one of the best friends you’ll ever have ❤️💔
@patriot12175 Why take the extra step of tagging me in it? Go talk about me behind my back rather than actively trying to make my day worse when I have been very open I am living in an absolute nightmare.
@Momcantsitstill I am so sorry you can relate to the feeling of a relentless, never-ending cascade of traumatic experiences, one right after the other. It does feel isolating, and hearing from you did make me feel less alone. I hope you can find a way to some joy. You deserve happiness ❤️
@Sarasmiles_USA I do the same thing and it destroys me every time. I am very sorry that you can relate to any of what I’m saying. But I’m glad you reached out to share it with me.