i internalized not becoming my mother so deeply that now reaching out for help and support feels terrifying bc my anxiety skews my perception of myself so bad that i see that as the same as my mom’s narcissistic traits and it’s like gods i cannot fucking wait to move out. i cannot wait to have maybe not utter peace but at least the freedom to stretch out in my living room without worrying about entertaining the woman who called herself God, sexually harassed me, occupied my mind so devastatingly