I'm a pathetic mess

God, I'm a mess. So I talked on the phone for about an hour with my friend from my previous story. When I got off the phone, I burst into tears and cried for almost an hour. It was the weirdest thing because the whole thing still felt so visceral. It was like it happened yesterday instead of 15 years ago! How can I still be upset about something that I can barely remember the exact details of what happened? But it FEELS so raw. And I was thinking about it and I don't think I ever cried about it then. Not once. Not one little, itsy, bitsy tear. How is that even possible? Well, more fodder for therapy, I guess.