
The Memories Keep Coming Back Uninvited
Someone says the wrong thing, and you’re triggered before you can catch it.
You explode, or you go quiet. Either way, the guilt shows up after.
Sleep comes in three-hour stretches, and the nightmares are waiting when it does.
And underneath all of it, the SAME memories, surfacing whether you asked for them or not.
You’re tired of being at the mercy of your own past.
