About trigger warnings

I'm not going to use trigger warnings on this blog, because I didn't start off with them. Someone commented recently, when I posted about this blog, that they liked raw honesty sometimes. I was looking for raw honesty at one point, too, I think.

[During my 2 years of trauma work, I think my raw honesty got noticed by the wrong person.]

But, I'm living in a state facility. I don't have much worse off to go. Besides, right now, the only thing I can do is bitch about my life. No new memories are surfacing. So, who gives a fuck?

I can promise internet readers that I won't publicly moan about about how crappy I feel, then go hurt myself. I might publicly bitch, but I won't do anything. I know how helpless it feels to think someone's in trouble and not able to do anything.
I don't promise lightly.