I am posting this tonight instead of tomorrow because my heart feels heavy. 3 years later and this date still affects me. Tomorrow I want to be intentional about what I consume, how much I’m online, and just allow my body to feel whatever comes up with this date. In some ways it’s a date of liberation, in other ways it’s a date of pain, of survivors having to become retraumatized in their stories. It’s a date that will never be forgotten.