It has been a rough month.
The nightmares I have suffered since I was trapped in the hellpit have returned.
For months I was better, or at least free of reexperiencing the torment every night, and then, about 3 weeks ago they suddenly returned full force.
I don’t know why now, exactly. I did start a new job one month ago, and perhaps the stress is getting to me in a way I can’t detect conciously.
Why is irrelevant, really. The only thing that is important is that I have to relive the same cold laughter, taunting gazes and whispers I had to put up with every single day for right years.
I am no more free of them now than I was when they surrounded me.
Last night was different though. Last night, my abusers didn’t have their own faces, but an identical wide grin of razor sharp teeth. Rather similar to Venom.
I was completely helpless and equally scared as 14 year old me, the only thing stronger was my hatred towards them. In my dream I attacked them, for the first time.
I attacked their soulless Venom-like faces and tried to rip their eyes out. But of course they were many, and I was one, and they overpowered me.
I awoke with my heart racing. It shook me up all day.
It hasn’t been this bad in a long, long time.
Do they know I still relive their harrassment?
Probably not, and if they did know, they would snigger and congratulate each other on a job well done.
Outcast 