I am 33, yes but I still have sleep terrors. The kind of sleep terrors that shove you unexpectedly into fight or flight mode, leaving you filled with sheer dread. It is a kind of terror I can only try to describe. But you never forget it. even if you’ve not idea what you’re terrified of.
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It reminded me of the times I thought I wouldn’t make it, but did. And the times I thought circumstances would win, but instead I did. It reminded me that I’m strong. I have much to give, and that no matter how hard it gets I just have to keep going.
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I was robbed eight nights ago. The incident opened up a deluge of emotions I’d tucked safely away where I couldn’t access them.
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