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Feb 2021
I started a new kind of therapy yesterday.
EMDR,
Trauma therapy.

I didn't even realise I had PTSD until I read the emergency referral form.

and when the therapist asked me to tell her about my safe place - real or imagined - how could I say it was within the arms of a girl I chose to say goodbye to?
I couldn't. So I described the ruins where she first said 'I love you', and I hoped there was enough safety in those crumbling walls to shield me from all the hurt.
Written by
Ash Young  20/Transmasculine/England
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