they don't fully understand I live with so many details about her life, her childhood, and memories of her that stain me
I think if they knew the things I knew, saw the things I saw, it'd plague their thoughts too, maybe make them shower in the dark and want to keep sleeping the same way I do.
I don't feel this way all the time, I can escape it some days.
Other times I can't. Specifically the past few days.
but it's okay for people not to fully understand you, as long as you love them and they love you, it will be okay
self soothing writing
it gets me peace somehow
I'd ask for help but you can't always expect the people you love to scoop you up from yourself, sometimes you have to do that from yourself so you can explain how you felt when you weren't able to.