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What one girl fears in the night + addendum
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Mood:
depressed

I'm exhausted. I didn't get much sleep last night.


I can't cry anymore, though I wouldn't be surprised if more tears sparng up somehow. I'm just so fucking tired.



I can isolate the things my mother did wrong on an empirical level. But I somehow, no matter how hard I try I find myself channeling her. And the worst times.


I don't have a lot of relationship experience but when the shit hits the fan why to I default to the approach of someone who I think is terrible at relationships?

There's a lot going on right now but I have to make a phone call. I'll probably go into more detail in a group entry.

Addendum:
I took comments off not because I don't want feedback - I do I just want to limit talking about this to people who have the time to listen and give advise. Usually I'm very free with the advise I give other people and for some reason this makes it hard to take advise from others, but I'm actually in desperate need of someone to talk to....


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