3
Jun
Thinking..
I am self-destructive. I am not a grown up. I would like to pretend I am a grown up but I’m not. Why when something good happens to me do I try to break it? Why do I get so afraid to be happy and sane and safe and healthy? Why am I afraid to not be the one in charge???
omg the above statement was made as a draft way back in march! it’s so so so so very true. I had a great thing… and I broke it. and I’m crazy and I deserve to be in pain… at least that’s how my warped brain is dealing with losing Jim.
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