Topic: trauma

Lavender Lily couldn't sleep, her mind was still restless from having not been used the whole day. She mockingly recounted notable interactions, "How many bundles? Where do you want it shipped? It doesn't matter that it's only one rod, that's the price, I don't know what flower that smell is coming from!" She had paced her room, quietly shouting at no one. With a groan, she kicked her bed before flopping onto it. Facedown in her pillow, she thought to herself, how long has this been going on for...

Clickbait title much? Not exactly. Welcome to another Abby blog Let me preface this by saying that I've never ever actually done anything to celebrate pride month-first off because I'm trans and in the closet still, and second, because the concept of being proud of my identity has never been something that my family and immediate friends have inspired in me. The upbringing and religion that caused that to be the case are not something I wish to discuss, despite their causal nature. No, I am he...