_Torturitak (In lieu of therapy 3/X)

I revisit and replay every scenario – both made up and real – and answer back in a vengeful routine meant to show them (all of them) what was what.

I am the only one hurt in the process.

Our ancestors would dream about hunting raids in order to prepare for the unspeakable – both made up and real – I dream to compensate for a childhood of silence and recollection.

Back then, the dreamt raids were helpful.

Today, they are just self-inflicted torture.

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