‘It’s all in your head.’
She said it twice.
Reassuring T that everything was fine.
T could not understand it.
It didn’t just feel mental.
It felt physical.
Sometimes, she felt like she was breaking free from unseen shackles.
She struggled to get them out.
She wriggled and cried as she felt the pressure.
Yes! there was so much pressure.
She repeated her doctor’s words...
It is all in my head.
It is all in my head.
T’s mind flashed back.
To the incident that made her koo koo.
His face.
The smell of his rotting teeth.
The size of his disproportioned body, forcing himself on her.
Unseen shackles. T struggled to get them out.
Years went by.
She fought to regain her peace of mind.
She succeeded.
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