This is what I have to deal with, the fear of rape, the fear of rape attached to having bodily sensations, the fear of rape attached to going to bed, the actually approaching of my bed is hard, then there is the fear of rape that is attached to sleeping. So all my eating, the medication, the avoidance, the dissociation, the depersonalisation, the derealisation, the maladaptive daydreaming and the corrosive self doubt is really entertwined in my nervous system from being a very small child.
And no one can fix this or help me but myself. I have so much work to do, and
I have done soooooooooooooooooo much work already. I don't want to have to do it.
Bonnaroo 2014: Sarah Jarosz - "Crazy" // The Bluegrass Situation
And those GODDAMNED f*ckING PSYCHOLOGISTS who used me sexually, physically, emotionally, intellectually, to write papers for their struggling clients at university, the one who knocked out my front teeth, the one who moved into my home so I ended up pretty much homeless, and who took my money, and told people my issues, who used and abused me in so many ways. f*ck that shit! f*ck this shit! It is all coming up. They told me to do things that destroyed my friendships because I was so desparate not to be like my parents. They keep me to themselves, isolated me from other people, and f*cked with my head generally. OMG these unprofessional psychologists stole and cost me my life!