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“Am I allowed to be angry? Tell me, and be honest, am I allowed to feel? ‘Cause every time I open up, your problems are a little larger. And every time you complain, I suffer a little. I am not your therapist, whose advice you don’t take. I’m your friend. Am I allowed to be angry? Tell me, and be honest, am I allowed to feel? ‘Cause when I let my anger out in retaliation. You are a little angrier. When will I be allowed to be human? When won’t I be a punchbag anymore?” A.V.
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May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 1:36 PM UTC
Am I allowed?
“Am I allowed to be angry? Tell me, and be honest, am I allowed to feel? ‘Cause every time I open up, your problems are a little larger. And every time you complain, I suffer a little. I am not your therapist, whose advice you don’t take. I’m your friend. Am I allowed to be angry? Tell me, and be honest, am I allowed to feel? ‘Cause when I let my anger out in retaliation. You are a little angrier. When will I be allowed to be human? When won’t I be a punchbag anymore?” A.V.
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May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 1:36 PM UTC
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