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Cptsd Writing - Blog Posts
⋆ Black and Orange Thinking
⋆ Dog
⋆ Untethered
⋆ The Soldier, The Sinner
⋆ Ballet
You gave up on me Michael. A naive part of me still believes you’re a short drive away, because I can’t believe you’d just leave without saying goodbye.
8.21.23 - Second First Day (excerpt) I wonder how life would be different if he was just a little nicer when I was a kid. I tend to think about this a lot. I wonder how he can even bear looking at me, how he does not realize the extent of his damage- how he ruined a everything for me. I wonder a lot of things about him, fully knowing that I will never get any answers.
written with the panicked cadence of Siken in mind. he gets me.
5.30.23 - Profit off the Psychiatry. (excerpt)
My parents don't like the smell of the incense i burn. Its religious. They complain about it behind my back, like they do me.
i'm sorry for the awful audio of the spoken word, i am not sorry for my emotion.
when i think of you my heart is filled with anguish. i pray that when you think of me, yours is filled with penitence.
