I feel my core is covered by my outer layer and it’s held together, switched together by thread in the back of my mind. Slowly the thread keeps coming undone as old and new trauma keeping occurring. It only takes willpower to tighten the thread a little, only for it to come undone. I think after the thread comes out and the outer layer falls off, only then will my core break. Maybe I will be a robotic slave.
I really like studying monarch programming. Maybe I can relate to the abuse they face, though it’s on a whole level I’ll never know or understand. People […]