
crowbait
they/them
- Oct 4, 2022
- 65
Thanksgiving is one of my trauma anniversaries- 10 years since my first encounter with gun violence! I've spent it entirely in my room, the floor of which isn't visible due to my hoarding and untidiness. Been listening to my roommate and his mother and their family friends have a really nice intricate dinner while my lactose intolerant ass eats chocolate biscuits, self-harms, and drinks whiskey in my bed next to the massive pile of clothing and boxes that sleep on it with me. I can smell their food from in here, but I'm too lazy to light incense to drown it out. My family was always too poor and lazy for holiday dinners. I was going to clean my room tonight because I hate, hate having it like this knowing I can't CTB until it looks presentable (I also cannot function in messiness), but I feel paralyzed knowing there's all the people out there in my dining room. Our house is small. They can probably hear me moving in bed, and my bottle clinking. I wish, more than anything, that I wasn't so alone tonight. Every Thanksgiving i isolate myself out of a stupid sense of self-preservation. I always think it will soothe my PTSD. And once again, it just leaves me with more room to think and enough privacy to hurt myself, and make plans for leaving.
So, what about the rest of you? This day causes pain for me due to the trauma anniversary, but also in general it being about ~togetherness~ and Good Feelings makes me miserable. Anybody else having a rough time and need to vent or chat a bit about it?
So, what about the rest of you? This day causes pain for me due to the trauma anniversary, but also in general it being about ~togetherness~ and Good Feelings makes me miserable. Anybody else having a rough time and need to vent or chat a bit about it?