Final Trauma Walk, No Anxiety At All.

When I was growing up I used to visit the local park with my parents on a regular basis. We had our own paddling pool I used to love paddling in as a small boy. This outing from the age of three until primary school being respite from my brothers near daily beatings. An escape that was mine, an escape from normal abusive childhood life. It was usually my father who took me, I may have been very young at the time but today I remember it vividly, my first visual flashback in a long time,... Final Trauma Walk, No Anxiety At All.
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