The fear still lingers, and it's not always manifested in the nightmares and flashbacks.
No, sometimes the fear is looking around corners and not being able to walk outside alone. Fear is jumping at a loud noise, or freezing at an unexpected touch. It's not answering the phone when it's an unmarked number. The fear is making sure I've locked the door at least twice; it's in the scars on my wrist and the way I can't handle raised voises.
The fear is in everything I do, and its been over a year since he terrified me.
Loosely written about me being ***** and how it effects me in unusual ways.