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Oct 2018
I always thought therapy was all long talks and revelations
Self discoveries and dissecting emotions
No one told me how much pain I would be in
Digging up the graves of my nightmares and sins
Panic attacks every night
Too numb to cry
Too anxious to lie
Obsessive about everything
Impulsive about nothing
I just want to be able to be at home
Without feeling completely alone
So what will it take?
What do I do?
So I can get better too
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Atlas
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   Yann
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