You mentioned fear last night you know“, he mumbled as he got out of the bed. “And you mentioned her again this morning too, wh…”

I tune him out as I get prepared for the thing I call work. How I ended up in bed with him last night, I can’t even begin to imagine. It frightens me to think of what else I could have said, after three drinks and a shot of E&J I might have told him a lot more than I needed.

Are you even listening?” I look up to see him staring questionably. I make my best effort to look as though I’m interested in the conversation. I don’t even know his name, sad to say this isn’t the first time this has happened and each time I wake up confused, lost, and wanting to leave as soon as possible.

You said something about a person named Karen, but then you said she was you..” “You told me your name was Kaitlin when you introduced yourself and that’s what it says on your name tag.” Shit. What have I gotten myself into now, and why this guy is giving me a list of things I said to him last night is beyond me. “I was drunk last night, I was drunk you were there you should know drunk people say things they don’t mean” I say almost trying to convince myself, I mean I think I was I had to be if I came home with him, my brain is on fire and I can’t begin to think straight.

He isn’t buying it I can tell, he opens his mouth but I really don’t want to hear what he has to say, “you know maybe you should just leave it’s too early for this.” He looks a bit hurt but I can’t find it in me to apologize.

You know you do this every time Kaitlin, every time and each time you wake up acting like a new person and I try to go along with it but I can’t, I can’t do this anymore it’s taking a toll on me. I know I said I would be here and all that other crap I said at the alter, but you tell me how I can be in a relationship where my partner only loves and remembers me a few days or hours out of the week. I really want to help you but I don’t know how. I told you to see a profe…”

I tune him out again, what does he mean every time, relationship, love… I go into panic mode instantly. This man has to be some type of psycho, I’m looking around to see any quick exits I can make and I choose the fire escape. Before I can make any movement he’s in front of me.

Look I know what you’re thinking and I know you’re thinking about running. I’m not crazy and I didn’t just make this up.” He picks up the photo on the dresser and shows me. It’s of us on our wedding day, he shows me another with a little girl in it, she kind of looks like me. “Is that me as a child?” I ask.

He looks kind of angry now but still manages to speak, “No, that’s our daughter, and this is our son…”

Kaitlin, Kaitlin!” The sound of someone calling my name awakes me. I’ve been having the same reoccurring dream for over a week now. It’s the day I came to terms that I might be someone else or at least was telling myself that. I suffered from personality disorder for years well that’s what the doctors say, but it still haunts me to this day. I’ve been living in fear my whole life and sometimes I still think that one day I’ll wake up and it’ll happen all over again. Dr. Morris tells me it’s because of my childhood as in most cases, it took me a long time to accept what happened that day, I was only 4 years old…

This short story stemmed from me reading a book called “Silencing The Voices.” It’s about a women who has 3 different personalities all stemming from something that happened in her childhood. It’s really interesting and personality disorders have always been something that intrigued me.  It’s kind of amazing to learn about the different defense mechanisms people develop to deal with their past and things that have happened to them. I recommend reading this book and another called “Brain On Fire”

This short story is featured in “Heartbreaks & Heartaches.” Note that my first two self-published books are still available for purchase. You can find reviews and product information on my site ( while you’re there you can also take a look at the accompanying products. Be sure to stay in the loop by following @chooseyoualways on Instagram.

Secondly, a third book is in the making and set to release soon, my first urban novel. If you haven’t already read the snippets, click below.

Last but not least, being as though I am expecting and I am a soon to be mama, I had to represent for the little ones. You can now shop for baby clothes with me @mumstyledme on Instagram!

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Thanks for reading, Be Blessed & Stay Humble. As always Choose You Always!

Posted by:breyanaa

Just a small girl in a big world chasing an even bigger dream. Philly girl trying to make a difference in the world. Why not start with a blog right? So enjoy while you’re here. 19 years young attending Temple University just trying to make it out and share my journey along the way. It’s rare to find females who still value themselves and possess morals and goals in this day and age but there are a few who still exist. I was given the gift to live, write, and feel free to express myself and so. . that’s what I’ll do. Welcome to my world, welcome to my life. Feel free to take a window seat and watch how it unfolds. Feedback is appreciated. I’m here to help, motivate, and share pieces of myself. God bless and best wishes. "There is an inner beauty about a woman who believes in herself, who knows she is capable of anything that she puts her mind to. There is a beauty in the strength and determination of a woman who follows her own path, who isn’t thrown off by obstacles along the way. There is a beauty about a woman whose confidence comes from experiences; who knows she can fall, pick herself up, and move on."

2 replies on “Short Story

  1. Reblogged this on MissJasMarie and commented:
    I was reading this like why does this sound familiar lol. I love it though and glad I read it again. Definitely going to look into the books you recommended! Good job as always Bre!

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