Of course, I overdid it
Prickling my flesh
I rip the hoodie off
My favorite part of today was when she wanted to help me garden
This week I am struggling to feel happy even when I'm with people whose company I typically very much enjoy. A lot of the time I'm faking a good time. So far one person has called me out on this. I'm grateful for it.
Another one of those spiral epiphanies: I am afraid that other people will find me too much
I'm textbook
Gag me with a spoon
Fantasizing in the bathtub
Early years with the faucet
Most especially I don't want them to know the litany of traumas
Who wouldn't be repelled by someone as broken as me
Some people are saying
Child, remember to breathe
