Living abuse I grew in helped forge feelings of mistrust, distrust, and basically raising myself in a world I shouldn't have been introduced.

Luckily I had intermittent people who helped guide such a soul as myself. People who are far in-between during different crucial time periods.

Yes, I'm writing about my trauma ambiguously. What this doesn't help is progressive action in taking steps to help fix damage created. Which creates a journey I need to embark upon.

I don't have faith in psychological field to truly help, and I need specialized care. Since psychological dr.s are not interested in doing there job, and have hidden agendas of their own makes trusting field difficult.

I hate when psychologists tell me, “I'd make for an interesting case study.”

For all intensive purposes I'm functional, responsible, stable, and dependable.