it could be worse

something of a memoir or personal narrative. initially this was going to be mostly for me to reflect and get over some of my trauma, but i also feel someone else could benefit from this. to make someone else feel less alone

walking the line of knowing something isn't right and that you're being mistreated but the shame and embarrassment of wondering if you're simply being a baby. the "older angry sister" title and the pain that comes with it. religious trauma intertwined.

you're not alone.

this is just a piece of a basic rough draft, i will be coming back and adding more specific details and continuing.

thank you.