"Her cries begged for an acknowledgement, not a Savior. Someone to bear witness, to understand her circumstance. I am no Savior, but that little I can provide."
"The original personality, Lauren, stopped aging at this age, and she hasn't really been seen or heard from since."
"I cut all my hair off shortly after that to punish her, but that meant there were no more strands to pull."
"A child is like a houseplant, only needing a few basic things for survival. Food, water, love, and some sunlight. Maybe you assumed she was giving me those things. I suspect you never gave enough shit to provide them to me yourself, so there I was left with crumbs."
How can one be so tired after only living for 25 years? It's easy, really. Not even a challenge. What comes to me naturally is what makes me so exhausted. Fibro, PTSD, BPD, anxiety, Major Depressive Disorder. Even just one of those things can tear a person down over the course of a few years.... Continue Reading →