I noticed Stellata's oringinal post too and it struck a chord with me also. I don't know how to describe the feeling, it's horrible. I try not to look at the feeling, I try to keep it always locked away.
My therapist once got my 'little' to come close to the surface. She was utterly mute, voiceless. I think that's what it was like growing up: there were no words to describe the world around me.
I don't really understand either, CagedBird. I can sympathise though.
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