I like that this post made me cry and cry in identification.
I like that I am now realise I am not alone.
I like that some one had the courage to say all this because I couldn't.

OK, I am going to find a dark room to cry for all the things you hate...which are all the things I hate.
"This is the story of how we begin to remember,
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein."

"...just below my skin I'm screaming..."