I look around my space at the items that fill my home, each piece either with its own story or background and some a reflection of me and my interests.
For the first time in years, I feel at peace. My environment is comfortable and curated with my needs in mind. I was always afraid to live alone.
Growing up with complex PTSD (C-PTSD) and trauma from neglect produced an immense fear of being alone, both in relationships and physically.
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