
I look in the mirror and I don’t recognize who I am anymore. All I can think of it the pain and the fear I felt at the time even when I’m on my meds and going to therapy. I just want to be normal even if I have to scrub my chest until it’s raw or listen to music to stop remembering the sound of screaming. My eyes are wide, tears run, my smile starts to twitch and I can’t blink or control myself