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Jul 2018
The water from the tank so soothing as he sat in the counselors office. He was going to talk with a professional that hardest part for him was trust. He would feel like expressing himself to others made him feel weak or they would use it against him. He was one that put others first before his own needs. He did good deeds for others and expected nothing in return. His name would be called he entered the office he sat in a chair but it was not like what he saw in the movies. It was a cozy and comfy environment. He had so much he wanted to get off his chest. The shrink would ask him questions and this therapy session would begin. He would explain all that bothered him but he could only say so much within an hour period. The problem was the shrink kept changing so how could he build trust and kept starting new relationships so he felt disconnected when all he wanted to do was fit in and belong with people overcoming his fears also be able to blend in but no matter what he was isolated and excluded.
He took time to figure himself out and so he can be a better friend but he needed a new crowd he was in the party scene. He would try to find himself without others defining him.
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