Here we go again...that feeling...the feeling of being stuck, like I got nowhere to go but in that room with that man.
Another night of no sleep. I feel exhausted. I just want to cry. I am tired of feeling the same thing over and over again, crying over something that happened almost 2 decades ago. I can't shed anymore tears but still I feel like fucking crying! This feeling of being like a fucking "blah"! The same feeling that- "that man"- my own father made me feel while he did all kinds of filthy things to me.
I fucking hate this! but like I always say, this too shall pass... and yes, it shall pass but it always fucking comes back!
Closing my eyes again....THIS TOO SHALL PASS.....
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