Good morning! It’s early and I can feel a positive day coming on. Life may not always be easy, but we make the best out of it. I didn’t wake up with #anxiety today, such a positive thing. Something a lot of people never see. Most days I wake without the ability to breathe. I #panic and I forget where I am, or why I’m here. Then the grieving starts, sadness strikes, and I feel guilty for being alive. I collect myself and I make coffee, then I move on with my day like it never happened. It’s my #CPTSD. I look normal, I am normal, but I suffer silently. I am not the only one out there, but no one speaks about it. I refuse to be quiet, people need to know it doesn’t go away, people just deal with it alone.
I can feel the pen calling. Let me leave you with these words. ❤
#Mydark
My dark surrounds me
When my eyes open
Caressing my flesh
Touching me like I’m his
Whispering blackened thoughts
Telling me he loves me
Tearing out my soul
And dancing in the shadows
His grip is mighty
I fight
I struggle
I lift my chin
Only to be knocked down
I climb toward the light
But someone’s blocking it
I cry out
But I’m alone
No one sees me
Am I still alive?
Tears fall
But my screams are silent
I feel his squeeze as he embraces me
Telling me it’s forever
My only escape is between his deadly words
As he attempts to steal my last breath
❤
Have a beautiful day. ❤

We all seem to suffer silently, don’t we?
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Yes! However, we don’t need to. 🙂
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