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"so how are you feeling today"

i feel like shit and theres nothing i can really do about it

"i'm fine" i reply 

i don't know why my mom keeps sending me to these stupid therapy sessions,,,just let me be sad. 

"i don't quite believe you" she says 

"yeah and you know what i don't think these therapy sessions are going to help me either but you know what i have to put up with your shit" i shoot back

"what are you gonna ask me next, what i want to be for Halloween WELL HERE'S MY ANSWER I WANT TO BE DEAD FOR HALLOWEEN" 

i stand up and walk out of the room

i just want to fucking die...

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this chapter is just a filler but the next one will be pretty long


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