Hi Mama,
I'm sorry for today.
Oh gosh, I'm crying writing this all the sudden.
I was so immature. The silent treatment? Really?
This is why I left. So I wouldn't hurt you. So I wouldn't hurt me. But I came back, huh?
While all you saw was my blank face, a statue completely ignoring you, I was screaming and clawing just below my skin. I felt so sick and angry. So done with myself. I cursed myself and wished for hell because it was the easy way out.
What a horrible coping mechanism I picked up along the way. Ignoring.
Yeah.
Yeah.
There's not much to say I suppose.
11-11-23
YOU ARE READING
Afternoon Thoughts
Non-Fictionメ Thoughts of a bleeding mind. Sometimes, the darkest thoughts swirl to become the most beautiful dance when woven into words. To write calms me. Perhaps someone will know these feelings.
