I grieve who I could've been, had i not lost years of my life to the mayhem in my mind.
a broken childhood is never buried. It lives on in your mind, your heart, your soul.
The ruins will chase you around, until you pay attention until you cry and grieve and rewire.
healing is a full time job, with no wage.
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