Happy 1 Year Anniversary Of My Arrest

One year.

It's been exactly one year since I turned myself in to NYPD on false felony charges, as an assault victim, and was arrested.

For one year, that day has been a broken record in my head.

365 days.

I can still feel the handcuffs on my wrists as if it were yesterday.

In a sentence, PTSD is understanding there is no shoe, but nevertheless, waiting for it to drop.

Happy 1 year anniversary.