This week has been challenging. The photo project completed in the wee hours of the morning, because insomnia and all that.
March and early April were filled with avoidance of the emotional aspect of what was happening. While I certainly had physical response to everything, I threw up more times than I care to count in March as I was physically repulsed by the letting go.
I also was more social than usual, far more social. This week was the first week where I started to withdraw from that.
This is not to say that I have avoided people as I did in the depths of depression rather I have selectively chosen to withdraw as I navigated the emotions of detaching from photos, objects that at one time carried feelings, and let go of a life that is no longer mine.