This past week was not a good one. On Thursday, I woke up thinking of my abusers. I tried to chase these thoughts away, but it was hard. After they left my mind, they were replaced by feelings of insecurity.
My thoughts are my demons. I always say people make their own prisons and I think it applies to me. My thoughts, my thoughts process all this is keeping me caged and is preventing me from growing to my fullest (to become the greatest person I can become). If only I had the keys to my mental prison