Letters to Theo if he were the Night and Vincent were my Mind

I went through an abusive relationship and I feel as though I shouldn't hide nor sugar coat what happened to me and how it still effects me. I feel things like this aren't talked about enough. It's romanticized or censored. This is something I wrote that shows the reality of what the trauma i went through leaves me with. This is a look into my mind and hopefully something someone can relate to, to know they aren't alone. Abuse is a very harsh reality that I never thought would affect me. I've come to sadly see just how many women are affected by it. I plan to continue writing about it and sharing it regardless of the people who think I shouldn't talk about it, or that I'm oversharing. Because this is an issue that changed my life. Abusers don't deserve to be able to hide, so I will never again be silent.