This seems like a weird topic but please allow me to explain. I love and hate to shower.
Why?
I hate it because once I start showering I can't seem to stop. I don't know why this is, could it be that I enjoy feeling of the cold water slapping by back as I wallow in self-pity and remorse? Is it because it reminds me of the time I didn't win shit at the end of the year during middle school and my father called me a disappointment thus I ran outside and enjoyed the way the rain pelted my body because it felt like my worries were rolling off me? I don't know.
I love showering because it feels like my burdens just roll off me.
And I hate it because I start scrubbing so hard that I sometimes bleed. I feel like such a failure sometimes that I just want to scrub that shit off.
So that's my relationship with the concept of showering. I love it while hating it.
Stay cool my readers
Alipi out
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