A feral cub and her mother sat in a cage far to small for them both to fit in.
The cub never knew freedom, not like her mother
So she followed in her mother’s footsteps and obeyed their trainers
She became an obedient cub.
One that only made sound when told to.
A feral cub and her mother sat in a cage far to small for them both to fit in.
The cub never knew freedom, not like her mother
So she followed in her mother’s footsteps and obeyed their trainers
She became an obedient cub.
One that only made sound when told to.
The cub finally emerged from the cage that stole her childhood.
Deep in her heart she had always desired “freedom”.
But the trainers had taught her well.
No matter how far away from the cage she ran, it followed her.
Haunted by the open door she can never seem to escape.
BPD is so effing annoying.
It tricks your brain into feelings of worthlessness, abandonment, and other negative and degrading thoughts.
But, I'm also well aware of my illness.
So on one hand, I am feeling these things.
On the other, I know I am being unreasonable.
I'm tired.
Let's Go!!! Congrats to both @theacetaku and @TheNyxTakuVT I love you guys and I wished I could have been there for your day! But know that I and the rest of us were there in Spirit! God Bless each of you as you take this new journey!!