My strength

As the curtain falls
The room becomes still
You can hear the beating hearts of the audience as they wait with anticipation
The emotion is heard in my voice as I start to tell my story
I can see the tears form in the eyes of the front row
They can hardly believe their ears
The room becomes enclosed and I feel like it's comforting me
The gasps and reactions are heard from all the seats in front

I pause and take a sip of my water
Someone shouts out to me
"how did you get through it?"

I choke slightly as I am humbled with this question
So as honest as I can be, I answer
You know what
I was told once by a really good friend that the memories of that night will always return, for the rest of my life but that I need to think of what I have. That I'm here that I'm alive and that I am in love, getting married and buying a property.
That yes it was scary and dark and gets to me in the most random of places
But that it's going
It is still early days and I know I have a close nit of people who are here for me

I thank the audience
I bow
And I walk off the stage
It will get easier
This will be my strength not my weakness