I read so many stories so that I can forget which one is mine…. I am not the person you see. I am a person who is eaten from inside, by tiny insects I call trauma. When you don’t sit and deal with things that hurt you, or things that ripped you apart from inside, they’ll never go away. Yeah you might think that I feel normal in some moments so I might be healing, but you are not. Until you sit…
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