it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and all we've been through

Somebody called me brave today.

No, not really. Some of my friends are very brave. They've been talking honestly, recently, about things that terrify me. They're brave. (If you are wondering if I am looking at you, I am, yes.)

There's a conspiracy of silence and shame, and I will not be a part of it.

Still, I find myself wondering. How honest do you want me to be?

And how vulnerable am I willing to make myself?Collapse )

But that's okay. Because I actually like being alone.

Of course, it may not be good for me.

That's probably part of the scar tissue, too.

You know what? I'm bored with my trauma. That's it. I'm putting it out there and I am putting it to bed. I can't make the scars go away, and there is no catharsis that will kiss it and make it all better. But I can treat the damage just like everything else about me.

This is me. This is who I am and how I got that way.

And I am okay with that.

All I want from you is to empty your head.

Tags: adult survivor, navel gazing

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