Evelyn
Four years, it’s been four years since I escaped that house of horrors and yet the memories have come back to plague me, hanging over my head like a dark cloud. Four years, I have shoved it to the back of my mind. Now it has come back with a vengeance, making me relive every minute. Is it because of that night in the alleyway? Did that undo everything I have worked so hard to suppress? I have always suffered with anxiety, always found my way back from it. Now my walls are crumbling, and I’m killing myself trying to rebuild them back to the way they were.
Everything I have worked so hard to leave behind me is now coming forth in the worst way possible. Haunting not only my mind but my body. Panic attacks, something that becomes crippling, the feeling of complete dread threatening t
