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WHAT DOESN’T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER – OR DOES IT?
Batera Hazten Le 6 octobre 2017, 18:16
This is it. I have to face it. For real.Yesterday I had a panic attack. Again. Had this feeling that I’m going crazy.Shaking, sweating, hyperventilating, crying, moving here and there. Sitting, standing, sitting… On a chair, in one of... Lire la suite ›
My in-laws came over a month ago. They spent five days with us. It was lovely and pleasant.At some stage my mother in-law kindly said it is sad that I don’t to speak to my parents any more, cause the day they’re gone, it’s too late... Lire la suite ›
I’ve been lying to myself since I’m back home, after over six months away. I’ve pretended that I was strong, that all the memories that came back up weren’t that bad, that true.But it’s time to stop and open my eyes,... Lire la suite ›
After being betrayed for so many years by “friends” and “family” members, I gave up making new relationships. And then, I met my husband and years later my only true friend. I am more than satisfied to only have them in my... Lire la suite ›
Why did you ruin everything? We had something pure, I was loving you, and so were you. But you ruined everything that day. All I ever wanted was for us to be happy, every if it meant being separated. I reckon you acted this way because you were... Lire la suite ›
It’s insane how my past keeps haunting me. It’s been something like 15 months I started to recover memory of my story. I am not sure I am happy about it. It hurts so much to know what happened. But on the other hand it’s probably... Lire la suite ›
Again today I feel I’ve been making this up. I am not quite sure if what happened to me is real.Sadness is gone long time ago, letting my anger live stronger.I’m a mess. Did I really get sexually abused that day? Or was it just the two... Lire la suite ›
Some days I feel like none of this happened. Some days I feel guilty for what happened. Some days I feel angry for what happened Some days I feel I made up what happened. Some days I feel raped. Some days I feel sad. Some days I feel I’ve been... Lire la suite ›
Although I’ve never been this happy in my last for the past two years, there are many memories coming back to my mind that darken my life.I am becoming the person I used to dream about when I was a little girl. Determined and... Lire la suite ›
I must find somewhere else to stay. There is this old abandoned thingy on top of the rocks. I’ve always been fascinated by this place. This is where I want to end this nightmare. I’m climbing up the rocks, my feet get several cuts.I am... Lire la suite ›
There is this day, in July, I am nearly seventeen, it’s around eleven am. I am wearing flip flops, jeans and a vest. The last meal I ate was yesterday’s diner, around eight pm.I am at the sea side, at my grand-parents’ house with... Lire la suite ›
I’m sixteen, it’s a Thursday afternoon. Today in class we have to dissect either a frog or a mouse. I believe I picked the frog. I am not quite sure. All I remember is that it was a gross experience and the smell in the lab was far from... Lire la suite ›
I’m twelve. I’m in school, in the bathroom exactly, at the break. I did not really feel included but I remember trying making friends. Or keeping friends I should say.I’m in the bathroom at the break.They’re here, I know, I... Lire la suite ›
Tell me about your flashes of the past…They all started last year in March. I was in class, we were going through the four different types of child abuse: physical, sexual, emotional and neglect.I remember being amused I could tick pretty much... Lire la suite ›
I recently watched 13 Reasons Why, the Netflix series. I loved it as much as I hated it. Those teens having friends, falling in love, pretending to like everybody, learning to love themselves and to be attractive. Yeah, it hurt me to enjoy watching... Lire la suite ›
I remember in Senior Infants, I was nearly six,...
Batera Hazten Le 30 mai 2017, 14:50
I remember in Senior Infants, I was nearly six, every Friday we would receive our “behaviour light” for the week. The teacher would hold our copy books above her desk, calling out student’s names. We were to stand up and collect... Lire la suite ›