Years just don’t matter

Every year I think that maybe one day I will wake up and everything bad that’s happened to me will just be wiped from my mind, yet I will have dreams and nightmares. Formerly, years ago, these dreams and nightmares would make me immobile, depressed and angry.  After my recovery and my understanding through Christ that I’m a survivor, I can make it through it. I wake up now and shake it off.  It’s hard sometimes to realize it was only a nightmare, but then I finally make it through it.