Serrated Thoughts
Nothing about my life is bad except everything I hate about it
Sometimes that is all of it
Sometimes that is none of it
In my humble and self-aggrandizing experience
living through developmental trauma means
intimacy issues grow exponentially with every broken promise
and trust is a house of cards waiting to fall apart at the slightest nudge
Isolation becomes a companion in its own right eventually
To be honest
I am not sure if I will ever trust someone fully
I rarely trust myself
Never feeling safe with people takes a toll
and the price you pay is your own well-being
None of this will stop me from trying to trust people
None of this will stop me from trying to heal
None of this will stop me from moving forward
Going nowhere in life is worse than killing yourself
and though eternal sleep sounds nice
I’ve got shit to do
