I spend so much of my
time
trying to remind myself
that my trauma
is valid
that the open wounds are
justified
and not just me
picking at my skin
i spend so much
time trying to
remind myself that
being sensitive does
not make me less
and wearing
rose - colored glasses
just comes with the
responsibility of
learning when to take
them off
——- i spend so much time trying to remember that carrying my guilt means that I survived
