poetry

silent tears fall
no one sees
i am alone
alone and afraid
the night is long
urges to self harm fill my head
but i breathe instead
counting the breaths
like my therapist showed me and encourages me to do
slowly the hours passed
the urges to cut my skin faded
and were replaced by intense sadness
this is me, this is my truth

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Author: manyofus1980

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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