Welcome to my blog…
I have always felt like nobody wants everything that comes with you when you grow up having a broken childhood. Not the living. Not the dead. Not the nightmares. Definitely not the trauma.
You always feel strange, in a way you don’t know how to communicate, in a way you hope won’t make others walk away from you and deem you unlovable forever.
I’ve been with the same therapist for over 5 years now. It’s never easy. It’s actually one of the most painful things I’ve ever done, but he is patient and kind and does his best to keep me here. My only wish is that eventually I will have more good days than bad.
This is my story…
It Feels Complicated 