so afraid but I can’t keep running the shock of it throws me off guard the revelation, realization, knowing just how long it’s been I told myself I’d be fine but I can’t keep living this stupid fallacy I’m still afraid still on edge maybe I was never as okay as I thought I was it’s one thing to write about it and another to see it I guess I wasn’t ready to see it just hearing your name makes me twitch your voice is reason enough to hide how did I put up with this for so long? how did I not see it sooner? I know it’s you. you never did know how to talk about anything else. I’m still afraid. and I admit it, I ran and hid. not the bravest choice, but maybe the safest one if I want to keep this. I can’t keep avoiding it and I tried making peace with it I don’t know how to fight it so tell me what is left tell me how can this possibly end
