Fighting my Aliens

Hiding in the bathroom at work. That's what this is. All because my brain doesn't work right. That's not right. My brain works right for someone who has been through repeated, prolonged abuse and trauma. In that light, my brain did exactly what it is supposed to do. It's frustrating for me. When this happens... Continue Reading →

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