Nightmares.
...abuse, violence, beating, screaming.
It latches onto my brain in my sleep and won't let go.
I have no idea what's real and what's false anymore.
I can't tell if my brain is finally making sense of some aspects of my childhood, or just filling in the gaps with nonsense.
Either way, I wish it would stop.
I think I'm going to skip my last lecture in gov't, so I can have time to make sense of math and philosophy and go have my meeting with Jake. I have my powerpoints, I'll be able to make sense of it all.
School is done t-minus five days.
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