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Today I told my therapist. I told my therapist about what you did to me. I told my therapist about my hardships, about how these hardships are sinking me like an anchor. I told her how tired I am, from the nightmares of your hands on my wrists I told her about my family. How I am a messenger that bears bad news that breaks my dad's heart. I have to ask the question for him that my mother doesn't have the answer to. I told her about the abuse that has been unleashed on my soul, drowning me like deep blue water.
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Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 10:23 PM UTC
Therapy
Today I told my therapist. I told my therapist about what you did to me. I told my therapist about my hardships, about how these hardships are sinking me like an anchor. I told her how tired I am, from the nightmares of your hands on my wrists I told her about my family. How I am a messenger that bears bad news that breaks my dad's heart. I have to ask the question for him that my mother doesn't have the answer to. I told her about the abuse that has been unleashed on my soul, drowning me like deep blue water.
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Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 10:23 PM UTC
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