“You have to go back”
Is what she tells me.

I want to fight back.
I want to scream at her for all the reasons why

Going back there makes me want to:
Scream
Cry
Throw up from anxiety
Curl up and die

You don’t understand,
I can’t go back to that place.

I have never felt this way about a place before,
And I can’t quite put my finger on it
But I know that it makes me crazy.

I can’t go back.
Please don’t make me go...