But that’s a foolish notion, isn’t it? To think that I have the power to easily distract both my mind and my heart — as if I could just turn them off like a switch. It’s a naive thought, really. Because I simply can’t turn off my emotions, even if I wanted to. There’s just no way I can turn them off in the face of something like this.
This week is most definitely not the time to be playing hide-and-seek with my emotions. After all, it’s The Week. The week before everything changed some 10 years ago, before everything in my once-stable world began to crumble around me. At least, that’s how I feel now about this week, the week before my father committed suicide on March 10, 2003.
And the 2013 me? Well, needless to say, she’s not too excited about the upcoming week. She knows all too well what happened a decade ago and what’s happened since. It’s a lot to take in — maybe something that can only be absorbed in very small doses.