I hate knowing that people read my blog. Or at least, I hate having to acknowledge it. I can't write what I think anymore. I can't sort through the stuff I really need to sort through because people misinterpret what I say.
Don't worry about me. I have weird methods/thought processes to go about figuring stuff out, but it's nothing to be concerned about. It's good to have feelings and emotions. They remind you that you're alive.
This has not been a good week so far.
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