Thank God I’ve found the things you write. They make so much sense; I feel not-alone. “Making A Monster Of Me” really resonated, tonight, as someone who hovers on the edge of that darkness, feeling that void call to me, to beg someone to break me, to *make* them do it. Seeing someone else write my feelings out makes me feel human.
I hear that a lot, and I never, ever get tired of it.