Lay awake. Head pounding from the pressurr.in my brain. Unable to sleep. A tilt of my head and the pressure send a violent pain through my head and a black cloud into my eyes. What to watch? For some reason I find comfort in watching shows on serial killers. Maybe atleast I escaped my predator?
Dahmer. Never had I been able to watch the entirety of the series. I began where I had left off. Becoming enthralled. All the sudden a moment hit. Like a hand crawling up my back and grabbing my shoulder. It's him. The man. The man I ran from fire tears. My abuser. Never had I encountered someone who resembled him before. Until now. Dahmer. The way he presented himself the way he treated his victims. That was my abuser. Treating me like his toy to torment. It made my body sink into the ground my heart fell. Up until this point I had thought no one had went through something like I did. No one. The only thing is it was two years of torment and torture. Of drugs to forget. Every other shows have me comfort because I had been like I went through way worse and survived. I got this. That series unlocked hidden memories. That I kept by lock and key. Still I'm trying to piece those years together. As I lie in wake of these new twisted memories. Isolated alone. Everyone assuming nothing ever happening because of my bright blue eyes and big happy smile.
The wound cuts deep. Was I practice for his real victims that he left for dead? Or was he just waiting to finish me oft and didn't get the chance?
Anyways, I hope I can press pass this and get some better clarity strength and love
Dahmer. Never had I been able to watch the entirety of the series. I began where I had left off. Becoming enthralled. All the sudden a moment hit. Like a hand crawling up my back and grabbing my shoulder. It's him. The man. The man I ran from fire tears. My abuser. Never had I encountered someone who resembled him before. Until now. Dahmer. The way he presented himself the way he treated his victims. That was my abuser. Treating me like his toy to torment. It made my body sink into the ground my heart fell. Up until this point I had thought no one had went through something like I did. No one. The only thing is it was two years of torment and torture. Of drugs to forget. Every other shows have me comfort because I had been like I went through way worse and survived. I got this. That series unlocked hidden memories. That I kept by lock and key. Still I'm trying to piece those years together. As I lie in wake of these new twisted memories. Isolated alone. Everyone assuming nothing ever happening because of my bright blue eyes and big happy smile.
The wound cuts deep. Was I practice for his real victims that he left for dead? Or was he just waiting to finish me oft and didn't get the chance?
Anyways, I hope I can press pass this and get some better clarity strength and love
