naive.

i am blinded by a cascading curtain obstructing my vision. i was warned growing up to not give in so easy, to have barriers and hold yourself at a high standard. anger filled me each time people walked over me continuously but i sucked it up and continued to let it happen. unable to speak, it is as if the pain fueled me. i was able to turn off the switch of it bothering me in exchange for a brutal sword stabbing me in the back with pain and pleasure. pain for my inability to stand up for myself and daydreaming for a different outcome and pleasure for being able to continue to interact and feel alive no matter how disruptive and painful it…