Rose White
VIP Member
Friends tell you some personal detail about yourself that you have no memory telling them.
You have to be your own Sherlock Holmes to figure out what you did yesterday.
Understanding your past feels like it needs a PhD in archaeology.
A stranger is nice to you and you wonder if they will adopt you.
Your life feels like a puzzle where the pieces keep rearranging.
Your T blabbers on about radical self-acceptance and you think, “This person just doesn’t get it.”
Your cat gently reminds you that you exist and have a body as you are hovering in dissociation.
You have to be your own Sherlock Holmes to figure out what you did yesterday.
Understanding your past feels like it needs a PhD in archaeology.
A stranger is nice to you and you wonder if they will adopt you.
Your life feels like a puzzle where the pieces keep rearranging.
Your T blabbers on about radical self-acceptance and you think, “This person just doesn’t get it.”
Your cat gently reminds you that you exist and have a body as you are hovering in dissociation.