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I've been watching too many episodes of "Being Erica" in my spare time. So maybe I should write my regrets out on paper. My biggest regret? February - April Era. Why? Well I won't bore you with the details, but let's just say I made a series of mistakes and the consequences came just as quickly as the mistakes were made. And I know this isn't a TV show, so I know there is no taking back what happened. There are no do-overs. I could create a list of regrets, but that seems like it wouldn't help anybody. So just for future reference, if we are going to work together, you're going to need to invest in a good punching bag. Trust me, it'll come in handy. I mean, I get mad and when push comes to shove, it's either gonna be you or the punching bag. And I think you might want to keep your body in tact. Anyways, I guess since we're going to be spending these sessions together, you might as well get to know me. Most of my life is driven by 2 things: Music and my friends. And so far... one of those categories is slowly going. It's the whole reason I'm in therapy right now. I need your help. My life is off the rails and maybe I am making too much of a big deal of this. So teach me how to live life on a restart. How to live... alone? Or just... how to live at all. So let's just get started shall we? I'll just write away this therapy like I did months ago. And honestly, this coming week will be hell on earth. But I'm willing to take it. Maybe I will just cry about it. Maybe I won't.
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Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 11:21 PM UTC
Throwaway Letter #1
I've been watching too many episodes of "Being Erica" in my spare time. So maybe I should write my regrets out on paper. My biggest regret? February - April Era. Why? Well I won't bore you with the details, but let's just say I made a series of mistakes and the consequences came just as quickly as the mistakes were made. And I know this isn't a TV show, so I know there is no taking back what happened. There are no do-overs. I could create a list of regrets, but that seems like it wouldn't help anybody. So just for future reference, if we are going to work together, you're going to need to invest in a good punching bag. Trust me, it'll come in handy. I mean, I get mad and when push comes to shove, it's either gonna be you or the punching bag. And I think you might want to keep your body in tact. Anyways, I guess since we're going to be spending these sessions together, you might as well get to know me. Most of my life is driven by 2 things: Music and my friends. And so far... one of those categories is slowly going. It's the whole reason I'm in therapy right now. I need your help. My life is off the rails and maybe I am making too much of a big deal of this. So teach me how to live life on a restart. How to live... alone? Or just... how to live at all. So let's just get started shall we? I'll just write away this therapy like I did months ago. And honestly, this coming week will be hell on earth. But I'm willing to take it. Maybe I will just cry about it. Maybe I won't.
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I was called "Little Bird" Precious, small, and brave. I call you Bluebird. Calm, peaceful, bright. A thousand other adjectives, I don't feel the need to list. But I'm looking at this edge. This cliff That I am swiftly approaching. Fall or fly. Fall or fly. Those are my only two options. I've come too far for the third, Which was turn around. Fall or fly. I mean, I'll fall anyway. That's the only way I'll be able to fly. But what if I lift off immediately. Or what if I fall and I feel like I'm flying? Only one way to find out. Let's hope these broken wings, Will take to the air, If only to trail behind The blue wings I adore.
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Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 11:07 AM UTC
There's the cliff. Get ready to jump.