Here's A Quick Project I'm Doing Of My Personal Comfort 'mon

Here's a quick project I'm doing of my personal comfort 'mon

it's one of the few copes that actually works with me

I guess I'm back, huh

People only care about mental health battle stories if the outcome is successful. They don't wanna hear about you still struggling or can't control your symptoms

𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗦: Drowning, Child Abuse, Experimentation, Forced Swimming.

I don't know how to describe this, from first person or as an outsider. It's the panes of glass high above me in a square formation, I'm a rat in a giant container. They took away the ladder and I've been holding out for hours, but the water is freezing and I can't feel my paws. I want to say it's fine, I'm burning hot without my inhibitors, but I'm growing exhausted. They're staring down at me from up there. I reach out in pleading and they don't care. They'll gladly watch a monster drown if it means getting what they want. What do they want? Is it worth torturing a child to obtain? Of course it is, they murdered everyone for it. I know this well enough. But I'm still begging silently, please let me out, please. I don't want to drown. It's okay Shadow, you can't really drown. You'll never die.

Not even God would be able to understand how much I'd like to make your life a fucking hell just like you did

Someday I'll document in detail how some sexualities and gender identities (especifically agender, asexuality, aromanticity, non-binary, demisexuality and things I'd like to also relate like open relationships and polygamy) are directly related to trauma and how exactly the idea of ​​using a colored flag with a different name to identify how the person identifies instead of recommending treatment is something absurdly toxic and insensitive coming from the LGBT community

I'd include trans here too but honestly I feel it's a deeper and different hole