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Dec 2019
I wish I could understand.
Understand myself and the feelings my body and mind contain.
I want answers, so many answers that I’m not too sure I’ll achieve.
Why does my body feel imprisoned when I am the one in control?
I am in control, well at least I think I’m in control
Am I in control?
I thought I was doing okay, I thought I was fixed
Why does everything get so much harder the moment I finally feel okay?
Elizabeth Christian
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Elizabeth Christian  15/F
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