Living With My Triggers

It’s been a while since I posted. It took me courage to write again. You see I’m struggling to get out of my rabbit hole. Everything feels difficult.

It’s hard to express what I feel because I can’t explain it. There’s so much hate within me that when I share it with others, they will not understand. I feel this hate not because I enjoy it. Actually, it’s killing me. I get easily annoyed with certain people around me. Living with them is suffocating. Just having them near me is causing my chest to tighten. Their energy feels like a poison to me. Hearing the footsteps in the morning is like a torture. When they open the light, I know my hell starts again.

I don’t want to feel this hate but this is what I’m feeling. It’s not a positive emotion but this is my reality. Being able to write it gives me a little comfort.

It’s raining for a while now, I love it but I hope to see the sun again 🌞

Published by She Writes

She's a dreamer. Hopes to be lost in oblivion but the truth is, she just wants to be seen and heard. In quest within and lover of life. This, too, shall pass so I will keep going ; I still don't know. I'll rest for the mean time.

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