I am stuck in my head today. What a dark, dangerous place for me to be.

I know the voices in my mind are not my own. I know they are speaking a false narrative. I know their only purpose is to drag me down and cause me pain. So then why do I listen?

Some days they are just so fucking loud. They scream that I am not good enough. The dig into my brain and leave behind the pustulence of every wound that scars my mind and soul.

On days like this I want to scream and hit and kick at anything, anyone. I want this pain out of me and am almost, almost willing to pass it on to someone else. But I can’t, knowingly inflict this one anyone. I can’t be as cruel as she is.

So I endure. I mask. I “push through”. All the while there is a Maiden, Mother and now a Crone that is screaming for answers, justice and vengence.

~tc