I hear ya, Michelle. I started my memoir over 15 years ago, got about 500 pages written, then dropped it and went back to my life. My memoir is about surviving a brain tumor. Not mine; my son’s. Diagnosed when he was 11. We both did survive; he’s now 31, and I’ve picked it up again. Writing and editing it brings me back to dark places, but it’s easier this time around with time providing a buffer. I can more easily live in the moment of the memoir and then put it away and be in the present moment.