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broken brain
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It's been a bit overwhelming, but also almost reassuring in a way.... like validation of some sort, that I haven't just been 'crazy' all these years
There definitely is a sense of validation that comes with this. I ended up having a major mental breakdown in my teens that resulted in being institutionalized for a long time. The shame and horrific memories that go with that is something that still eats at me everyday. I am better than that. That pathetic, broken girl begging for help and having delusions isn't me.
Except it is me. And while I still hate that I have things that have happen that I don't remember (the typical over-medicated time loop where I can't even draw a line from A to B), I am slowly starting to believe that it is not my fault.