Angry
When I see things that reminds me of my trauma I get very angry and I start to explode. I get triggered and anxious as I see it unload. I go into survival mode, cause I don't wanna show my emotions. When I call out the dysfunctions and abuse, I get accused of causing a commotion. I feel so alone in this battle. It makes me angry and sad. I want unconditional love, because that's something I've never had. Being a cycle breaker is not so easy. That I must say. I smile to hide the pain but really I'm not okay.
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