Wanderlust
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I've never believed in coincidences, but then again I don't believe that everything happens for a reason either. I guess I don't really know what I believe. I know that I don't believe in a god or any kind of deity. I just don't understand how anyone can, it is a ridiculous concept that can't be proven. Or maybe I hate the idea of entrusting my life, my destiny to someone or something I can't see, feel, hear, smell, or touch. Maybe that's just me. There are a few things I do know for sure, however. I know that my sister was murdered. I know that her case was closed and her killer is behind bars. I know that this should have given be closure. I also know that it didn't. Instead, I have this intense feeling of wanderlust that is pulling me to more than just physical places. Because of this, I'm lost. My therapist has told me more than once that I need to find closure, somehow, some way. I think it's a lost cause. I think for now, I'm lost and don't know that I'll ever get back.
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I never thought I'd actually do this.... I've thought about it but never actually gone through with it.... The voice in my head has been screaming at me for years... But I never actually tried to do... This... It's hard to be around people when you have someone telling you to tear their throats out with your teeth... But it's worse when you're alone. She tells me to do terrible things to myself... Tells me I'm worthless... Unloved....Expendable... Of course I believe her. She's in my head for Christ's sakes how can I not believe her. It's so hard...I gave in...I had no choice...the temptation is so strong. I can't hug people without wondering what it would feel like to thrust a knife into their back and feel their bodies jerk in surprise as they slowly began to realize...that they're dying.....they're being murdered...and not by a complete stanger...but by a person that they love....that they thought they could trust....oh god I want to...give in..... I can't believe my life is like this. Why me? How could I do such a horrible thing? Why....

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