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- Aug 16, 2016
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I am described with metaphors, adjectives with phrases too vague too long, too tiresome to accurately describe what it's like to "fight my battles" I like to think of myself as strong but I don't feel worthy of using that word to describe myself because that would be giving myself way too much credit I want to be able to leave my house without my good old friendly cloud of paranoia hanging grasping tightly to my shoulders like friends I have convinced myself I don't have I need someone to understand but the trick is you can only understand if you have experienced it and if you've experienced it you have to deal with it yourself or enjoy the fact you've gotten past it I will someday be brave enough to not let myself get walked all over by people "misery loves company" they say I used to say "misery doesn't love me" but I love me and that's all that matters
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