~Akia~The moonlight has filtered further into my room, but I don’t mind it. After all of these years, you’d think that I’d do better, that I’d be able to sleep better. It isn’t true, and I don’t even care anymore.I got help after everything. My family made sure that I saw someone and got counseling. I went through the process with every hope of getting better. When it comes down to it, though, no one can understand. The therapist, my family, no one could ever understand everything I’ve been through; everything I’m still going through.The peak of the incident may have happened years ago, but it still sits in the back of my mind. I don’t think I’ll ever feel safe, and that puts a heavy cloud over everything I do. Each day without incident is a win, but how long can someone really live like that?I’m a twenty-year-old college student, a wolf, part of the Winterpaw Pack. That isn’t my home pack, though, and I’m not with my parents. My parents were killed when I was fourteen.I shift in
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