Distorted Coating
Trauma is like a foul tasting fondue. When you're stuck in that space all life events or experiences are ran through the trauma fondue.
Dripping with horror, tremor, fear, and angst.
Trauma is the extra layer you never wanted, but have to digest anyway. Until you understand what it is you'll keep digesting.
Ruining the flavor of life.
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