Monster

When you were scared as a child, the adults would tell you it was okay. They check under your bed and in your closet to make sure the boggy man isn't there. Turning the night light on and leaving the door open a crack to help you sleep.

But eventually, the boogie man goes from under your bed and into your head. The adults never tell you it’s okay, and fight off the monsters for you. Instead, they tell you to get over it and it's all in your head.

Of course, it's in my head. Why should that make that any less real?

You ask for help and they tell you it's part of growing up. It’s your imagination growing wild and need to get a handle on it.

You try to take matters into your own hands but you’re a teen and there are so many influences. You can't keep up.

You do something stupid- no one is listening.

You get in trouble for not coming sooner- you asked for help but got denied.

You pretend everything is fine. Do as you told- put a mask on and pretend everything is fine.

You lose yourself in the mask.

Have no idea who you are anymore. Got so lost in pretending everything is okay but it made it worse.

They ask why you never said before- you said you did but got in trouble for it.

You realize you are alone in a world full of people it feels like you are the only one in the world.

You learn to adapt- choose to no longer accept the monsters in your head and have them evicted.

Take the time to search for them and get them the fuck out of your head.

You become friends with those monsters- the monsters start to leave.

Start to find yourself again. The adults wonder what has gotten into you- you say you've been working on yourself.

You learn the adults hate that you found the monsters- learning where they came from and how to tame the monsters in your head.

Now the adults. Can't control and manipulate you- they continue to make you the monster for the problems they have caused.

One day they can't even do that- they don't like that.