Day 15 and Beyond | The involuntary Surrender
This day will forever go down in my mind as a failure. I know I am being dramatic, but this is how I feel-
As I got back on the trail, I was about a mile or two into the section. I stepped on top of a loose rock and fell. Rock ended up on top of my foot which ended up breaking my foot. I walked back to the lodge using my trekking poles as support.
I ended back in Missoula.
When I was home, a piece of me was missing. I suddenly felt as if I was paralyzed. I was shocked, and I couldn’t handle it. It’s funny how I felt “paralyzed” on trail, but it was even more so when I was home.
Partly why I have avoided posting this out so long was my fear of failing and letting my friends and supporters down. I was out for 6 weeks. I felt so ashamed and broken. I was trying everything I could to avoid my emotions. I came back home, in worse shape than when I started. Vulnerable and dependent.
I tried to start back up again 3 weeks after I broke my foot at Whites Pass. Hiked that section. I was in so much pain that I had to stop. I ended up making it worse.
To this day, it’s hard to talk about what had happened. It’s December, and I still have post trail depression.
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See ya next year