As a survivor of Satanic Ritual Abuse, I’ve been through some rather harrowing things. It’s odd to me, then, when non-SRA related incidents bend my knees.
I live in an area that was decimated by the ice storm that hit the South East US this past January/early February. We had no electricity for almost a month and were using a gas stove eye to raise the temperature in our house to around 45F (7C). We nearly ran out of food and were depending on the National Guard to help. People died. My *neighbour* died, for that matter, from an improperly ventilated heater. I didn’t know him, but it was truly frightening to know someone so nearby died from the storm.
Trees fell everywhere. The night that the majority of the ice fell (2 inches in total over 2 inches of snow) we could hear crashes as trees and branches and electric lines fell. Since there was no electricity, we had to wait until morning to survey the damage completely. It was absolutely terrifying. When we woke up, it looked like a war zone outside. *All* of the electric lines in our area were down. So many trees were down that we could see a house across the field that had been blocked before. Many of the trees that stayed standing had branches touching the ground. Words can’t describe the decimation.
Today I found some pictures I’d taken the day after the ice fell, and I started shaking. Everything flashed through my mind– standing in the National Guard lines watching people fighting to get basic resources, the cold, the darkness, running out of water, part of the roof of our house falling like a building block fortress– all those things I guess I hadn’t really looked at until now. Maybe I’m overreacting, but the flashbacks felt traumatic.
It’s been roughly four months since the storm, and even though most of our communities have rebuilt, we’re still feeling the effects. We’ve had quite alot of thunderstorms lately, and some of the electric lines that were fragile after the ice storm have fallen. Not a great deal, and certainly not enough to cause mass chaos, but a few nonetheless. We’ve had a couple of times when the electricity to our county went out again, but never for more than a day. Spring definitely looks different, as the landscape was changed dramatically. Still, the trees have bloomed, flowers are growing again, and the ice storm really is over. Like any natural disaster, though, it lingers in the mind long after it ends.
This picture shows a tree that slumped over on the back porch area of our roof after the storm. Later, it did fall completely, taking part of the roof along with it.