Later
All of this is so triggering. Reading all of these old posts are triggering. I wish that I would've just read what was right in front of me and saw the damage it was doing to me.
I have a chance to be happy and the only thing keeping me from it is myself. I know I have a great life, but the lies in my head are so loud.
Its deafening.
I want to sleep but I can't. I want the chest pains to go away. I want this pain to go away and I want some as semblance of home again. I want to eat but I can't, as I don't know where to put my safety in at the moment.
There is one thing I do know, when we discussed that we were going to keep the door open for when we both grow up.
I’m already grown and I’m not waiting on you.
You no longer have the power over me and you don't get to talk to me like this.
















