Jag talar inte svenska. I’m learning and it seemed appropriate. I don’t even know if any of that’s correct.
I don’t know who I am, like living in a stranger’s body..thinking a stranger’s thoughts. I’m digging myself deeper into this hole and it’s time to stop.
I need to figure it out. I need to know who I am, what I want, where I lost it…
I’m not comfortable fully giving into my submissive side until I have figured it out. I can’t because I refuse to be the girl on the bathroom floor, praying for death, again.
All I know, is that somewhere along the line, it became part of me…the harder I tried to push it away, the stronger it pulled.
But I don’t know…I don’t know how to figure myself out again. I feel panicked and isolated and not quite..right. How do I figure it out?