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Thursday, December 17, 2015


Having powerful enemies, even when they don't appear to be in my proximity, is a continuous danger. They can strike seemingly out of no where; from out of the darkness, with a sudden violent ferocity. I cannot prepare enough for their attacks, so I am often hyper vigilant during the course of my long day, expecting the unexpected, whether it be subtle or frontal in nature. It is an ongoing trauma and stress I find disturbing. Some day it will be over, but until then I cannot thrive; only stay alive and survive it. Even when I try to sleep I have bad dreams, jumping out of bed. It has been this way since I was a child.