By the time she thought she had let go, she was reminded that that was not the case at all. She had not moved on, just moved forward without acknowledging what she felt. She didn’t find any fault in that, but that was what held her back.
“I want to forget. Remembering is so painful.” She would say.
She knew what they would tell her. They would look at her sadly and say:
“That’s not how our brains work. It doesn’t have to be today or tomorrow, but eventually you do have to revisit those memories so you can heal.”
She knew that as well, but it was hard to come to terms with. She knew that she would have to go back and confront those monsters she never wanted to see again. She fled from the situation because she was hurt, but fleeing was no longer an option. Not if she wanted to get better.