He- I mean, snake.
We were friends.
I accepted his evil.
I accepted his title, his status, approached with an open mind.
This did not take away from the fact that he is a snake.
Snake hurt me.
He hurt me so bad and I have been stuck in the same spot for months.
It is complicated because i am not one to blame but I feel this way because of him even though all I can narrow it down to is that he made me do something that I did not what to do.
It feels fake. Time felt unreal and it still does. I felt embarrassed. I don't want to talk about it.
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Hold my Hand
PoetryMy goal is to share what I wish I knew about trauma and healing in order to make your journey less confusing. I have to begin by telling you that there are no magic words or wisdom to make the pain of trauma disappear. There is only you and your com...
