Adult CSA survivor of narcissist parents. (M34)

Writing my second book and losing my sanity in a deep trauma freeze syste. (While having therapy but it doesn't end the isolation.)

I feel like there's a special kind of mind fuck in being 24/7 intellectual circles. Everyone is drawing thoughts out of you and you barely manage to get the cortisol down but even in the trail runs or at gym you're thinking how would have Foucault fucked about the techno-feudalist capitalism. How would Hannah Arendt read the current dispensation?

In all this, we lose our own humanity and then struggle like a person stuck in an elevator. There's no actual safe space to process anything. (Despite having numerous people in social network, there's no real space to be vulnerable.)

So, I need a fellow cerebral monkey to be silly with.…