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I remember crouching on the floor, loud music blasting, crying as if alone in the woods--endless, sobbing, desperate. Those pre-teen years were bottomless. I didn't know enough about life to understand time would change me. I didn't know enough about time to understand that pain would heal slowly. I didn't know enough about self-love to understand I could choose to accept myself.

But now...I sit inside myself praying for that younger version of me. I wish that she could embrace her freedom, her space outside the walls of a punishing locked bedroom. I wish that I could tell my inner child, you did it! Be grateful, the time you never knew would get here is here. I sit with my memory of myself still unsure if survival is enough.#CPTSD #comple x-ptsd #Childhood trauma #CEN