CADEN
The issue was that those memories weren't just dreams; they were thoughts I deliberately immersed myself in while awake, became last night marked the second time in eight years that I slept peacefully, following a period of excruciating nights.
The vivid, lifelike images left me feeling anxious and confused. It was as though I was reliving those moments from my past, particularly when I was ten years old and helpless in a full bathtub.
I compelled myself to remember these memories as part of a daily ritual, knowing that similar experiences would haunt my dreams and disrupt my peace. It had become embarrassing to sleep next to anyone, fearing I might s**t myself in my sleep. Hence, I opted for the solitude and safety of my own room, where no one would know how f****d up I am.
Howe
