I understand that what I have said many can relate to and can understand too, but this is what I am experiencing now and have for a long time. It is not something about being hungry or being wet, this goes much deeper into what happened to me, and not a child's needs. I was being hurt, that is what this is about. And while I get what was said, I just know for me it is connected to what I went through, what I have blocked out, and what another part or parts of me carries that I left myself as I could not go through it as myself.

I cannot explain what I am trying to say. Maybe it doesn't matter, maybe I just needed to be understood for what I am going through, not what everyone else goes through. Maybe I am not understanding what is being said. I feel lost to words and cannot seem to take them in other than understanding and knowing that I am not the only one that goes through PTSD or feelings as we described. I get that. But right now to just try to make it hour by hour is all I can do, and minute by minute if that is all I can step through.

And feeling maybe I don't belong here.