I want to climb back in the bed. To crawl deep underneath my covers and never come out. When I speak, it hurts. When I think it, hurts. Breathing..hurts.
With seeing the same shit..
Have you ever been jolted from a nightmare and said: “Woo! I am glad that was not real!”
Lets start with this: I AM NOT SHY.
I would like to say: I am not judgmental.