Recently life has gotten so much softer and more peaceful, I know this is by my own design. And I love it, I want more and more softness and peace, more stability, less fear, no abuse. I have been struggling still with the way people see me. In my past life (before I left) this world was "pretend", it was a game, and I had a role to play here while I had my roles in the "real world" (or in my trafficking). And I played every role to perfection. I find- I'm having such a hard time existentially with this "pretend" world being the only one I exist in physically anymore. I am happy, safe and I have full autonomy. But I still play a role in this world. They don't see me. i am still only a girl. Just a sad little girl so soft and sweet- so pure- too pure for this world. I've been called an angel, pure, sweetness, unreal, a thing, a creature, a god, a spirit or fae. I call myself these things too cause I don't feel quite human- but- how can I be a god and just a girl? How can I be so sad but see my success on its way to me? I feel that my existence is a dichotomy. That people try to understand but they can't. They can't see me. Outside their bubbles- where they feel safe and sound. They think things like what happened to me is fantasy. That it just happens in movies. I guess I tend to feel the same way. Good things happen and I'll come to therapy like "this only happens in movies!" And she has to remind me movies are based on real life. I'm sorry if this is confusing- it's hard to describe. It's hard to not feel like I'm just crazy, my therapist says I'm not, she says that crazy things happen in our world, and that I'm not crazy for surviving them. I love myself now, so deeply and truly, I want the best for myself and everyone. I want everyone to heal and grow and become more than what they were. I still think I'm maybe crazy- at least compared to societal standards- I guess all this too say- I feel like I'm adjusting to "civilian" life- and I'm doing well- but still- it's still pretend.. it still feels like I'm existing in a space that doesn't know what it is.