I think that just about every member of my family has probably listened to “The Incident” by now, save for maybe my parents. I know for a fact that 2 sisters and at least 1 brother have. I also know that this episode is, hands down, one of the darkest and most difficult things I’ve had to do. I knew at the time we sat down and recorded this story that it would get some reactions. I didn’t expect it would make my sisters cry, although I probably should have. I can imagine that my parents either have not listened to it either out of nervousness of the subject or just the fact that they don’t listen to podcasts.
I feel weird asking people to listen to us telling the story of me being hit all those years ago because it is such a heavy subject. At the same time, it is a very deep and real experience in both the content of the story and just sitting down to recall it. It seemed like a part of who I am and who we are that deserved to be shared. I think we mentioned that I intended to share this story in the early days of the podcast, which would have been this time last year. Having gone through it now, I am glad that I didn’t do it then. I honestly don’t think I could have gotten through it at the time by myself. Having ReAnna there with me and telling the story together made it much easier to get through.
All that being said, I am okay. It has honestly been a very heavy week between recording day, publishing, and taking in reactions. It has left me with more than a little pit in my stomach as the experience of sharing this story has brought so much back to me. But again, I’m okay. In time the new nerves will subside and things will go back to normal again. Maybe now and then someone new will listen to my story and comment on it. Whatever the case may be, it’s over and done and out there for the world to know. It is time to return to my life as a dad and cleaner and ranty podcaster, making fun of crap in the news.