I’ve been told what to do, what to like, who I am since I was born. 

Every. Single. Decision. That I have EVER made. Has been to satisfy someone else. 

I have no boundaries. No self esteem. Barely a self image. I have no qualities, I am just a shell. Most of the time I don’t even believe I’m real.

Every time I think I’ve reached the bottom of my trauma……..

I’m so deep, and it is so fucking dark.