Tag: cptsd

Shrodingers Secrets

I am but a box, and for as long as I live in silence the secret can both exist and not exist inside me. If I am the only living person in the world who knows, is it even still considered a secret? If… Continue Reading “Shrodingers Secrets”

Identity and Grief

I’m constantly struggling to understand myself. Understand my selves. Unfortunately my memory of past events is so compartmentalised that every now and then something happens to challenge my beliefs about who I think I am and it throws me for a loop. My understanding… Continue Reading “Identity and Grief”