My Ticket Out

My brain has associated Josh with freedom and safety. He was the original person who offered to live with me before in 2016.

It is why I keep thinking about it.

My mind is in extreme survival mode all the time. My dying self is clinging onto anything and everything it can to feel better about my situation.

I know I have to stay here and write this story and many more. And I know I can't be saved.

It's not comforting when people online say that no one is coming to save you.

Because it's an absolute slap in the face.

It's just another excuse people make to not deal with me.

I have to write that novel, Free soon. I have to. I need to start.

It is my only hope at getting out all this pain.