the world should stop every time someone get's raped. there is nothing you can do to make it better, to make it go away. you are forever alone again. hold me. the darkness is cold.
you know i always thought i just had strong reactions, but i think it's the ptsd (past) getting triggered. there is no privacy from the inside of me. and the vulnerability is overwhelming. needing me to hide what i don't even know
and it always comes back up.
and it always comes back up.
and it always comes back up.
and it always comes back up.
and it always comes back up.
and it always comes back up.
and it always comes back up.
and it always comes back up.
i don't want to hold my son when i feel this way. i don't want to expose him. i carry a dangerous disease of lust and power and evil and stripping someone of the safety in who they are. lest you reach through me and touch my baby with this vile curse of your insanity
