There's not much to say. I am tired of feeling it, dreaming it, living it. So long now.
A very sick man came to my family home. He rapped my mother and cut her. He killed her, then cut parts of her off. He said in court he was .. "fascinated " by how easy it was to cut her.
I returned home, to find her.... Naked, ruined , attacked, cut, abused, on my sisters bed. I was 21 years old and am 63 now. I have never got over it . That's my PTSD.