Mental confinement

2020.11.05, by Anatolij
Filed under Brutality, Journal, Personal, PTSD

Ansel and I fought again. I think we’ve spent far too much time indoors decorating the apartment and not enough time outside with each other. The heat, and the reduced exercise is also getting to me… My nutrition has suffered, it’s a sign of my anxiety. I don’t know how Ant can cope. Whenever it is day and I walk near the front door I remember when the police raided our house. I remember everyone in the hospital who let us down when she tried to commit suicide, I remember all of us being mocked by the hospital staff because we weren’t straight, or cisgender, I remember the nurses who

She absolutely cannot afford to do that again. No one at the hospital will help her, truly. Even the people we work with are…

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