10 05 '20

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why am i not good enough? not even my therapist stuck around. imagine that.

i looked in the mirror and broke down. i havent felt this disgusting for months. i hate this.

im not getting better. i never will.

im scared.

i dont want to be here.

i wish me and you were strangers again, no memories, nothing.

i want to be able to look in the mirror and not cry.

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