My Dear Trauma Bond

My Dear Trauma Bond

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My Dear Trauma Bond... Where do I start? I've struggled most of my life, but I've pulled through. Absent father, absent friends, absent relationships, until one, one special friend who I adored so much, but it seemed to only be through rose tinted glasses. Oh well, the world is better pink anyway. Eloette was full of ambition and light, but it was sort of weighed down, covered by the pile of problems that seemed to grow like mould. Maybe that was just the way she was, a garden. Yes there was mould, but there were flowers too. Mark was too full of ambition, and that is pretty much how they clicked. Two university students who seemed to make ends meet by living together seemed not too bad of a plan, until they actually got to know each other. Maybe a little too much.
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Have you ever met someone who alters the course of your life? For good or for bad, they've come in, given and taken, and then- BOOM! Your life was never the same. There's always a change, an altering of reality. When you meet those people, the reality that you've known your whole life is suddenly gone and a new one has taken its place. When those moments happen, there's no going back. You can try to return to the way things were but nothing, and I mean nothing, can take you back to exactly how it was. That's what happened to us. I think that's why we're still trying so desperately to get back to some sort of normalcy. Four years later and we're still on the ground, crawling, in search of the happiness that was lost that June. Summers will never be the same. Midnight walks through my neighborhood will never be the same. Field parties with bonfires and loud music will never be the same. I still don't know why you left and what lead you to the decision you made. What I do know is that we're here. We're alive and we're pushing forward to the future. A future that you're not a part of. But in some ways, I'm glad you're not a part of it. I just wish it wasn't like this. *** TRIGGER WARNING*** SA, abuse, suicide, substance abuse, and mental illness. This is a complete story that is much like life; fast, full of surprises, and not always how we want it to be. This has been a project of mine for over three years. It was self-published on Amazon, but after some issues in publication, I decided to just upload it on here. I hope you fall in love with these characters like I have. The friends in this story are trying to make names for themselves, figure out who they are, who they can trust, how to love, and how to separate themselves from a restrictive community. As in any coming of age story, they will experience growing pains... but will they survive them before its too late? PLEASE READ THE TRIGGER WARNINGS.

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