I opened and closed this page about 8 times in 12 hours.
Sometimes I have too much emotion to write, sometimes I have too much to write but am lacking emotion.
In my case it wasn't either. I just couldn't make the words.
I go through these periods of extreme emotion, I'm not sure why. Extreme anger, sadness, then combatted with extreme emotion from the opposite end of the spectrum, extreme happiness and ecstasy. It's confusing, and inconvenient. I do not understand it.
It's been hard for me to understand a lot about myself.
I don't think I can finish this chapter, I'm not sure I want to.
Hm.
YOU ARE READING
depreciation they claim
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