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1. Lies between wooden slats (open letter to Mom) by BillyStone

   Fandoms: Original Work  

   • Mature
   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • No category
   • Complete Work

   14 Feb 2020

   Tags

   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • Domestic Violence
   • Dysfunctional Family
   • Mental Health Issues
   • Mental Instability
   • Implied/Referenced Child Abuse
   • Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism
   • Implied/Referenced Drug Use
   • Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con
   • Implied/Referenced Self-Harm
   • Implied/Referenced Suicide
   • Implied Childhood Sexual Abuse
   • Self-Esteem Issues
   • Implied/Referenced Incest
   • Suicidal Thoughts
   • Unreliable Narrator
   • Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified

   Summary

   When I was a child, I built an entire fortress made of all of my bullshit around me to keep people out. It’s vaste and big. With hundreds of rooms, nooks and crannies, entire fields bearing the oppressing smelling bullshit flowers or the hollow sounds of devastation. There’s even an ocean of bullshit and drama.
   I built it so well, it took me years to realized I was trapped between those walls, no longer raised to keep people out but to keep me in. I didn’t make a fortress as much as a jail

   I don’t remember how to be honest now. Not with anyone let alone myself. Maybe I’ve never been.

   There’s an ocean of sorrow inside me.

   I don’t hate life Mom, it’s something inside of me that I can’t stand.

   Language:

   English

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