Aurin (ki, ki, kis)My brain is like a maze, or at least sometimes that's a helpful metaphor (others include giant rubiks cubes and 4-dimensional puzzles). It's like this because of all the trauma and gaslighting.
I walk through my brain with one hand trailing the left wall, always turning left. I have to explore all the dead ends because sometimes they are important. Most importantly, I have to overcome the fear of my own brain (and heart and soul).
This belongs to me. I am not falling over dead from thinking the wrong thing. I have to prove this to myself the slow, hard way because I was convinced otherwise, by abusers.
This body is mine and only mine, and that includes the brain! I get to be in here. I am allowed. I am allowed in all corners.
I get to press the buttons and pull the triggers, no one else! I defuse the triggers by walking these paths.