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Oct 2023
Right handed not left
Tendons scraping stabbing pains with every movement

I had a lot on my mind. Me and my brother we had some words things got loud. I can't recall if he said something about her as if a ****** maybe just called her a ******. Things had already escalated things were already said they weren't going to get taken back. Me and my brother have had a hard time since my father has passed nobody in the family was ready for his departure. So we got into a tussle we both hurt each other a bit not like a bar fight but just a little bit. Our loving mother comes in screaming. I told her I was just trying to tell him the good news. She's not with a child. We ended up getting into a fight. After the fight I took a walk I was so mad I punched a tree twice as hard as I could. Later that night at the emergency room I'm checking myself in, I'm talking to the nurse about the drama and the problem at the house and the thing that I'm going through with my lady and it just clicked. That everything was turning bad for a reason the reason was so sad we weren't supposed to be together to begin with
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