Hi there!

Another week that I’m proud to be sharing a new chapter with you. I will say, it feels great to be making some more noticeable progress on the book right now, especially when I consider how long I’ve been slowly chipping away at things.

What you’ve read so far and what you will read today are chapters that I have written over the past 18 months so it’s been interesting to take a step back in time like this. A reflection of a reflection if you will.

What you haven’t seen are the new chapters that I’ve been writing as I’ve put a bit of structure around my weeks with the hopes of getting most of this done over the next 6 months. The new stuff I’ve been writing has been a lot of fun but this chapter you’re about to read is maybe my favourite in terms of the how the emotions and almost existential view of the attack are portrayed.

This is something that comes with over a decade of thinking about, and reliving the attack which might sound like it was an emotionally challenging process but it’s exercises like this that I believe have given me a healthy relationship with my trauma.

To me, this is a strong reinforcement of why I’ve taken so long to write this book. I think if I’d rushed it, the clarity in what I want represented from my experience may not be as impactful. The scary thing about writing a book is the knowledge that the words will live on forever (hopefully) in libraries and book stores all across the world. We’ve got a long time before we get to that point so let’s just take it one chapter at a time.

Chapter 3 is all about the moment of impact. The single point in time where everything in my life changed forever. It’s a short chapter but one that holds a lot of weight in setting up the rest of the book.

I hope you enjoy, and as always, if you have any feedback, leave a comment below.

Part I, Chapter 3 – The Attack