So...I had planned to write more about dissociation in a nice, orderly, professional way.
But you know how they say that life is what happens when you're making other plans?
Bingo. So we'll just have to come back to that after you know this. Who likes bedtime
stories? *gasps with delight as hands shoot up*
I was thinking about this not only today but for the last couple of days. It has been circling around my head.
This idea of parting, drifting, or moving away from people whom you loved or liked or even mildly appreciated in your life.
the first friend i made i have up to someone
now i realize i can make many more
anything with a sharp edge smiles at me
has me sitting on my bed or sitting on my floor
gripping its handle
pressing against my skin
scraping it back and forth
cutting again and again
