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Is It 10:00 Yet?
9:47 I sit on my couch, staring at my bed.
I'm not supposed to lay down until at least 10 o'clock.
It's supposed to "ward away depressive states" so I don't "stay in bed all day long."
9:52 If I go just a little early, that won't be a big deal, right?
No, I better listen. I better try.
9:55 Only five more minutes.
That's funny. We used to use that to avoid going to bed, now I'm using it to count down until I can.
9:58 Do I have everything I need? The temperature is set so I won't get too hot? I've got my glass of water, my phone charger, my fuzzy socks?
10:00 Sweet relief.
I'll never leave you again.
"Depressive state", my ***. This is the only place I can be safe. The only place I'm home.
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Danielle L Cook
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