... it can still make you tear up and your heart starts to pound while you manifest other signs of nervousness and stress.
No, I'm not talking about my marriage's demise. I am ready to dance on the remains of that with hobnailed boots. I am speaking about my excommunication from my old church.
I had a short visit today with a fellow excommunicant that I happen to like a great deal. We spoke a bit about things ecclesiastical and she and her family are attending a different reformed church now and working through some issues. The thought of even going to that church for a visit, despite assurances that this was a different experience than what I had sat under previously, was enough to almost trigger a panic attack. I guess I still have some healing to do there.