Traumas

Thinking throughout the day, stuck in my head, pondering the things that were and are and are to be, I thought of my counselor. I thought of the things I've told her, the things I will tell her and the things I want to tell her. I thought of the trauma of it all, the things I've seen. And that's when I realized the only thing that will come of revealing these things is throwing trauma on her. I don't want to do that. I don't want her to have to vicariously live what I had to live. I don't want anyone to have that burden.

So now is the time to put on an everlasting brave face. Nevermore will I talk of the things that haunt me. Nobody deserves to hear it.