IDK. I'm not really sure what to say. Last night I had another dream of rape and assault. I know it's a flashback. I hate them. I hate them so much. I just want to cry.
As if it isn't enough to be fighting with these things in waking life, that they get to drag me back while I sleep. All of it makes me so tired all the time.
And I can't talk to any of my friends or family about it. They don't understand, and want me to "think positive thoughts." << I hate that too. Think positive thoughts... as if that worked. As if that helped. As if that wasn't some further insult.
Grrrrrrrrrrrr.
As if it isn't enough to be fighting with these things in waking life, that they get to drag me back while I sleep. All of it makes me so tired all the time.
And I can't talk to any of my friends or family about it. They don't understand, and want me to "think positive thoughts." << I hate that too. Think positive thoughts... as if that worked. As if that helped. As if that wasn't some further insult.
Grrrrrrrrrrrr.