A Little Off

So…

Well… Well I was kind of hoping that writing about how I’ve been feeling would help. 

Something happened. THE trigger. 

I can’t… I’m angry. I’m scared. I’m fucking all over the place. And I’m getting angry at every little thing. 

Or if I try to explore my feelings… Or something comes up that nudges a memory related to THE TRIGGER… I’m… 

Look. My throat is starting to close up and my chest kind of feels like a heavy brick is beginning to lean on me. 

Deep breaths, stay in the present. 

Aaaaaand my mom turned on the news and my brain kinda exploded there for a second. 

My dad’s a fucking alcoholic. 

There. I said it. 

Fucking fuck fucker. 

What a fucking asshole. 

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