The Guardian Works

I was sound asleep. Dead to the world. Middle of a dream. Then it happened. I heard a voice.

Wicked Cats!

I screamed. Scaring mom who was taking the cats to task.

Me: Christ almighty mom you scared the crap out of me!

Mom tutted. I laid back down and went back to sleep. When I woke later I giggled thinking about it.

I text M and told her the story. Which is when I found out that I have a Guardian in my brain.

Well I already knew that I did. He keeps the past hidden behind an iron curtain because I do not need to dwell. I have dealt with the outcome of the abuse I do not need to know every last detail.

However there is another one. She is the warrior. The one who protects me in my sleep, filtering out the sounds that are normal so they do not wake me. However mom’s voice although recognizable penetrated. And I am a screamer. We all know this from the many times I have written about T causing me to scream.

I am delighted to know that my warrior guardian works so well. And she is a kickass badass!

June 12/22

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