Shame is a thin, stealthy, wire veil, a trap, a snare that someone else throws upon you to wear, to try and keep the blame where it truly belongs.
We Have Nothing to be ashamed of. Not one single thing.
A middle aged woman who happens to be autistic with multiple personality disorder. A place to write, share and be heard.
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My life revolves around therapy twice a week. Each session takes 2 to 3 days to recover from. Most of the time, I'm sitting, processing ...
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The strangest and saddest true statement that you will never read or hear anywhere else, the first time I was raped as a child, ...
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You have thoughts and can share opinions regarding different types of rope and the pros and cons of each one being tied around your wrist.....
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And then it got quiet. All day, morning, afternoon till 4, lots of activity, plethora of thoughts and ideas, and suddenly I'm in the kit...
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