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I ask people for advice when I know the answers are within me. But why are they so hard to find? Either way, every piece of advice feels wrong. They don’t know, and I know even less. A part of me wishes to try, is begging to try. And the other part is rational — it thinks before it gives. And oh, how it doesn’t want to give.
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Feb 1
Feb 1, 2026 at 6:24 AM UTC
Between Wanting and Knowing
I ask people for advice when I know the answers are within me. But why are they so hard to find? Either way, every piece of advice feels wrong. They don’t know, and I know even less. A part of me wishes to try, is begging to try. And the other part is rational — it thinks before it gives. And oh, how it doesn’t want to give.
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Feb 1
Feb 1, 2026 at 6:24 AM UTC
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