Can I tell you something? Cry. Deny. Justify. Shut down. Please, I need to talk about this. Cry. Deny. Justify. Shut down. I needed you to help me. I was so alone. Cry. Deny. Justify. Shut down. The cycle of abuse continues round.
Tag / mental illness
I am the voice thought never to speak. I am the strength mistaken for weak. I am secrets brought forth to light. I am the day awakened from night.
“Will you still love me if I go crazy?” she spit the words out before the fear of his answer could stop her from asking. “You’re not going to go crazy.” he said as he fought exhaustion. He seemed to shrug off her question, not realizing the intensity in what she was asking him. “Yes […]
There are the days I dance through. The days that when I breathe I can feel a rush as the air fills my body, reminding me to live. These are the days that I hold onto. There are days that I dance across the room. My babies hold tight to my neck and lean […]