I am the invisible eaterand I will continue to eat until you see me I am crying out to be seenit is not the best way but it is what I know I am starving to be seen and known and loved and believed I exist in a bubble a hidden world and it is here I have survived […]
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I wrote the following poems about trauma, healing my hidden trauma, so I prefer them to be anonymous. My journeys here this time around have taken me to some very dark places, dark places so that I may find the light there, heal, learn, grow, and find ways to shine. […]