I am very clearly…

In some sort of love/like/crush thing…

It makes me nauseous? Like I enjoy the happiness of feeling like this but I dont feel comfortable enough to…

I shiver when people touch me.

It’s a trauma response that I cant help. And it feels vastly unfair to the other person ,”its like I’m molesting you.”

….I mean..Sorry?

I try not to think of the ones who have while you’re actually concerned about my conscent.

I try to not flashback at your breath on my neck or the feel of your fingertips. I try to not see him, her..them.

So when I look into your eyes and practically beg you to not look away it’s because I am doing my best to give you a fair chance. I’m sorry for my failure.

Author: PuppyPuppy

D.I.D. , writer, stagehand