Well it seems to be a common theme with PTSD that the intricacies of the human spirit and soul conjure up some of the greatest literary characters. Well here goes with my latest addition. As a child I grew to know only fear, as I battled hard from year to year, hiding in shadows to bear the pain and never to shed a tear again. Terror and shame my only friends whilst I grew from child to man. Shame and guilt are where I hid, away from the light when I was a kid. Love and hugs were all I... Shrouded In Guilt And Shame.
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