I'm feeling like someone put salt in some old wounds.

My intrusive memories won't let up and that's nothing necessarily new, but this time the feelings are attached.

I don't know why I'm writing this. Maybe it'll help?...

Nothing helped before. No one helped. I'm not talking about PC. I'm talking rl.

No one was there. And still, people will be there for the other stuff, but no one's there when the trauma is bad. No one is here when I really ****ing need them.

What's the point in helping damaged goods?

I'm sorry this is so negative. "I'm tired, so let me be broken."