Shane

After about seven hours of sleep, I’m awake and ready to regroup. I roll out of bed and get dressed. Rosie is already out of bed and judging by the smell her and Julia are cooking something good. Bacon, I definitely smell bacon. After I’m dressed, I head out to the living room and find Dale and my dad sitting down discussing things. Blake is probably dealing with the body. Julia and Rosie are cooking in the kitchen as they giggle no doubt making jokes. Sometimes I can’t believe how well Rosie fits into my life. I don’t know why it shocks me at times because it really shouldn't be yet it is. Maybe it’s because of all of those years trying to convince myself Rosie was better off without me in her life. Trauma really does have a funny way of turning the victim into believing they are worth nothing and deserve nothing. It’s hard to undo that type of wiring, especially when it comes at such a young age. Now that I’ve had the kick in the ass I needed to take charge of my trauma and not let