I. You don't use the word ****. It's overly strong, you don't deserve validation like that.
II. You talk about hands a lot. There is not much else to talk about.
III. You want to talk about surroundings, but there are several different scenarios in which it happened, and you are not sure if it was multiple times or a faulty memory.
IV. You try hard not to talk about names. You're supposed to know that, want some kind of vengeance or something; you have two or three good guesses. Hands feel like hands , faulty memory looks & sounds like the smoke in the summer time when the wildfires grow large enough to keep you inside for days on end.
V. It isn't enough to go on. You do not call it anything aside from "I have trauma". Trauma could mean anything; it is beautifully vague. Maybe someone hit you (maybe they really did, sometimes you almost remember it). Maybe it was worse than that or maybe it was a book you read, over & over & over & over.
VI. You are over & over & over & over and you wish you were over & you wish it was over. You don't use the word ****. Over & over & over & over, you don't have it in you to use the word ****.
Written by
Steven Muir 20/Transgender Male/Santa Clarita, California