
Abuse and trauma survivor - these are my stories in no particular order. Content warnings and triggers everywhere. Adult blog; 18+ only.
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I'm Devolving. Again.
I'm devolving. Again.
About 15 minutes ago i was alone and crying in a bar. I think I'm going to do all of us a favour and take this sack of wacko home.
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When I met him, he lived with his folks in one of the small towns just outside of the city in which I live. It's a pretty cute town, but as you can imagine, I have some complicated feelings toward it.
Yesterday I spent some time there reading by the water. I've decided I will make peace with it. I will also spend time there, if I please, and not cower away from the prospect of running in to his parents or his sisters.
I am not ashamed, and I will not hide.
Today in Review
Me: I have a lot of work to get done today, and people are depending on me. Oh shoot, I have two appointments that will interrupt my day too. I should probably get started.
Brain: Maybe you should panic and do nothing for four hours instead.
Me: ... well, no, if I plan and start n....
Brain: PANIC AND DO NOTHING FOR FOUR HOURS!!!
Reclaiming
I auditioned for a play on Saturday. If I am cast it will be my first time back on stage in almost 3 years.
Taking another one back.
Someone call River Laurent. Tell them that 1995 called and they want their horrible trope back.
@staff do you not have a toothpaste ad or something? Why do you keep showing me this horrible shit?

Choked
It occurred to me recently that if I was still with him I would never have been able to take this job.
I work weekends and incredibly long hours some days. It's not a dream job or the end game, but it is definitely a very useful stepping stone.
He would not have cared about that. He would have looked at the hours and told me I couldn't take it. Then he would have scolded me for not progressing.
He wanted the tree to blossom but kept poisoning the roots.