I fucking hate you. I can't control how fast the images are leaking into my mind. The flashbacks of being hit on the head with high heeled boots, OUCH, rape, molestation, his hands on me, letters written to me from blackmail,damn I should have kept those letters but no I was young and stupid and still am. I'm an awful person, i wasn't born an awful person but society has had that effect on me. I gave you all, you gave me none. I tried so hard all my life to fit in and now I don't want to fit in, I've found myself and it's only myself I try to impress now. But damn PTSD and flashbacks are making me mildly unstable. I am putting my hands in the air and saying yes I do need support, even a hug to show you care would be amazing.