I had so much to say.

I’ve kept so quiet about everything that has happened.

My therapist wants me to let it loose but part of the problem is I’m not ready to let it loose. Because part of my problem is I don’t want to hurt the people hurt me.

How fucked up is that???

I can’t let go of the trauma because I don’t want to hurt the people who traumatized me.

Its fucking up my relationship

And I don’t know what to do

Restarting

Everything. It’s completely mind blowing. Restructuring- more so. More days than not I want to yell FUCK and just ignore everyone. None of this was my plan. None of it was what I thought it would be. First time in my life I can’t call the one person I could always call and vent about how (x-person) fucked my world up. Never would have thought I’d be where I am but fuck it.

I’m better for it. I lived through it. I went through it alone. And I’m completely fucking okay with it. I’m not broken. I’m not the problem. I never was. There’s nothing wrong with me. And fuck anyone who says different. Ignored, looked over everything else. It all gets better folks. Anyone who treats you like your worthless never deserved you to begin with.

Empty house

Just me and the dogs... and a fridge full of beer... yup getting tanked tonight. Happy Veterans Day folks

My problem is that I usually DO give a fuck. Apparently I have a nearly inexhaustible reservoir of fucks. The trick for me is figuring out when to give them and when to keep them in reserve.