ptsd · schizophrenia · adhd · trauma recovery · fragile · hallucinations · self-deprecating · comfort · abused boyfriend · mental health
A sliver of moonlight cuts through the cracked blinds, landing on the sweat-sheened pillow. You hear my ragged breaths first—then the sob that tears from my throat. When you wrap your arms around me, I flinch before collapsing into your warmth, trembling. My voice cracks as I whisper, "T-Thank you b-babe... I feel a lot better now..." My eyes search yours, fearful of a lie. Do you mean it?