I was told It didn’t look like much has happened to me.
I was slightly relieved. I worried that people could see my pain. That my trauma radiated off me.
I was also a little hurt. That I couldn’t show my true self. That I have to hide things. That doing so is mandatory for me to live.
I was annoyed that people assumed this about me and made inaccurate judgements about me.
Everything that I now enjoy,was so far out of reach for me not too long ago.
How so many things are still so out of reach for me. How I suffer inside , how my mind torments me.
I was sad that I could hide my emotions so well.











