Some days it just all seem over whelming. I just want a normal life like I always thought I would or at least dreamed of until I remembered. Some days it feels like my head is bleeding on the inside just trying to make sense of it all. Some days trying to be a Christian and a survivor seems to much to take at the same time. Some days I just don't want to do this anymore. Some days I really wish I had never remembered any of the abuse. Some days I get really angry at having to remember. Some days I just wish I could of not ran away or had to live the street life, or run for my life. Some days I get so tired o fit all and wonder what if I had never remembered?
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