Looking back over the past week. I don't understand or just can't see what going on with me. I've moved to a place of contempt, I'm pissy, not sure what I'm feeling. More sharp and cutting with my speak. Acting out in ways I haven't realized before.

Have been in a good place for over a year. A week ago we had a that service about CSA, then I found this place. I seemed overwhelmed and triggered by almost everything I read here.

I guess I set myself up, thinking I had more of a handle on this. Just don't know. I feel I've come along way, yet I feel I've gone nowhere, too. Confused.

I've wrote more poetry this week than ever. Although, I've only shared one here. Mostly about pain and abuse.

Richard.