Had some sort nightmare last night and woke up and literally swipped everything off my dresser. Luckily nothing broke. But woke up to big mess to clean up cause that. Bad night last night. Everything came to much. Tii many people maybe. Something set me off. I feel sick to my stomach atm and flashbacks and horrible memories. Am crying again. Cant stand all the crying. Cant be struggling this much! Cant! Everything seems different. Its the fact im still being abused in many ways and have never put name to the now and idk... just seems like things are harder with a name put to it. I dont wanna say its SA or abuse. Not gonna say it is either. Dont have to im sure either. Hate struggling. Taking baby steps or one day at a times hard :(
kill me?
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