It's Okay

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When people come knocking, I let her lead me away from the door, let her stow us away in the safety of my bedroom so I will never have to answer it.

"It's better this way," she assures me. "Here, we'll be okay."

I nod, convinced.

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"It's okay - you don't have to eat."

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"It's okay - your skin is a canvas for emotion. Let yourself remember each mark, each stroke of your paintbrush, in these wounds."

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"It's okay - just give up."

And I can't think of a good reason not to.

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