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I ache. I hurt in my heart and my mind and in my body all over. I lay in bed for hours at a time and sometimes moving feels like the most daunting thing. I exercise some days but I’m not sure if I’m trying to keep my body healthy or if I’m attempting to punish myself. I’ll collapse on the floor, muscles ablaze with the effort of lifting my spirits- but I think my hands hurt the most because they keep writing to someone who isn’t here.
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 6:08 PM UTC
soreness
I ache. I hurt in my heart and my mind and in my body all over. I lay in bed for hours at a time and sometimes moving feels like the most daunting thing. I exercise some days but I’m not sure if I’m trying to keep my body healthy or if I’m attempting to punish myself. I’ll collapse on the floor, muscles ablaze with the effort of lifting my spirits- but I think my hands hurt the most because they keep writing to someone who isn’t here.
I've known pain to this degree before- but it hurts differently because it's you.
harshhappens
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 6:08 PM UTC
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