Disassociate

They fail to mention 

Disassociation

How it makes black patches

In your memory

And how the only way to retrieve 

A memory

Is through a flashback

Triggered by 

Bad touch

Not ok

I am not ok. 

I am not ok and I am admitting it. 

I am not ok but don’t know who or how to ask for help. 

I am not ok but I’m not drowning my grief in alcohol or drugs, I’m facing it. 

I am not ok and I recognize the other unhealthy patterns that I’m clinging to in order to survive. 

Because I will survive. 

I will survive and this will be a memory. 

A memory of a time I overcame adversity. 

A memory of a time that forced me into being stronger. 

I am not ok. 

But I will be.