Choke Hold
Posted by Rey
In an unlit, hard to reach part of your mind, there’s a door. It’s probably locked but its so remote that it really doesn’t have to be. No one walks on that part of your mind and sometimes (very rarely) you peek around, shed a little light just to make sure its there, before turning around and heading back down the hall, around a flight of stairs and to the other wing of your mind. It’s the section that you know is part of you, don’t mind acknowledging its there but knowing that it held such a heavy presence in your past that you can’t really remember what to make of it: you just don’t want to repeat it. It’s secluded enough to make you uncomfortable but safely put away that you don’t often deal with it.
My room is labeled asthma.
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