I can't function under stress. That's at a job, a restaurant, or anywhere wearing a dress.
It all started trying to get the license plate of the man who abducted me.So what happens in this duress?I'm floating out of my body. I'm trying to hold it together, but I start sobbing.
I can feel my heart drop down to my stomach. I'm paranoid, and my blood pressure is soaring...Why was I able to function before? The pill pushing doctors opened the door.
Because, I was acting out, they called it a conduct disorder,. I was afraid to tell about everything that happened now they say I have many disorders. I repressed my secrets for over 20 years, starting on the day about the guy in the car drove me around the block and shoved my head down on his cock
I was over medicated on lithium, Seroquel, trazadone, and many more.
Everyday I was on a cloud and I could not cry even if I tried.I was institutionalized over 40 times. It was like I was running in circles trying to escape my mind.
I was just acting out what he told me to do, and I'd be in trouble if I told. Uncountable traumatic incidents came because of what that man told me how to behave.
Now after 28 years of smoking cocaine, I'm finally safe in my own bed. But, my only teacher, my love, has gone to the grave. What do I do next? How am I supposed to keep growing? My argumentative personally holds me back; My tears keep flowing,
The plants are growing and now no one can pretent about not knowing....
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