Avery POV
July 13
Bill had warned me, but I’d thought he was exaggerating. He wasn’t. My upper body hurt so bad when I woke up that morning that I didn’t want to even attempt getting out of bed. I did it anyway and I did it with a sense of pride. Every muscle from the waist up ached from being overworked, but I’d taken back control of my emotions. I’d forced every ounce of fear and anger from my body and pounded them into that big vinyl bag. My mind was more at peace than it had been in a long time and for the first time in weeks, the nightmares stayed away.
My inability to maintain control when I faced the heavy bag that first time had surprised me. I was known for remaining stoic in the company of others. Only when I was isolated from everyone did I allow myself the freedom to expres
