Truthfully, I didn’t want to be anything anymore. Aspired to nothing. I just wanted to sleep until I felt okay. That was the funny thing about trauma: it didn’t need time to strip you of your personality and plunge you into darkness. It worked quickly. Mercilessly. Didn’t care that you’d spent years cultivating your sense of self and acting a certain way and didn’t give a flying fuck about who you were or what you wanted out of life.
