she stands on the shoulders of generational trauma
knitted in the womb with genetics of fear.
she falls from the ladder of success
down five floors of pain.
and leaves a note,
don't blame my therapist-
i'm more than he can handle.
xo hb
wakes with a start
gasps for air
hope stills the incessant beating...
still here.
still here.
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- what I got
- i'm a tormented thinker. which means i'm a thinking feeler. i was homeschooled by creationists. i think about concepts and constructs that most people don't. and that's fine by me. i am a grad student in a clinical psych program that is kicking my ass. i am about to begin a nine month internship as a student intern providing psychotherapy for kids and teens. i think a lot, and try to maintain an existential balance between the freedom and responsibility of life. (although i actually think 'free will' is a myth. a myth with utility, at least!)
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