April 11, 2022
I'm just going to say it.
I'm not okay.
I really thought that I would win in the end, but I've come to realize that that isn't the case.
He wins. He gets what he wants, always.
Just the slightest bit of aggression and loud noises around me triggered my shell. Shoved me right back to where I had worked coming from.
I hate this version of myself, and all I want to do is cry.
I'm not okay.
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Non-FictionMy therapist has recommended that I start journaling again, so I thought who better to share my everyday struggles with than the people who help me through them? So, this one is for my fabulous chosen family.
