Truth and lies can all hurt the same sometimes and turn into one and the same for me and my story to believe a lie and turn into my own personal truth rather leads to very morbid stats of being where worlds fill my eyes gleaming with joy filled to the brim with color and life yet all due to this strife I can only see pain and demise.
Loving someone so much even if you don't love yourself when you try to fit in to just pretend to be functional when it can feel like being a defective product stuck between 2 worlds unable to fit in since I am more lower range of symptoms yet I still have my own struggles and disconnects I try so hard sometimes yet it can just feel like I may never succeed
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My experience with emotional flashbacks and autism (AJ)
Non-FictionA glimpse into my own mind and experiences partly through poems or metaphors since words told directly may not portray the sheer intensity of what I may feel or experience
