there were just all these recurring troubles in her life, trying to forgive for her own sake but obviously never actually forgiving because she continued having nightmares about him and never speaking about him without cursing him

having to advise friends in a new place to not tag her kids in pictures and ultimately having to let them know what was going on, and watching to see how they reacted

hearing on a fucking tv interview that stephen king wrote a book based around your family, like it's a fucking writing prompt