understanding myself isn't easy or simple at all. I don't even understand what I want or what I want to say sometimes. because the words don't and they refuse to come out of my mouth.
I don't really want therapy. and I'm back on Prozac, going to record how I feel each day as I take it. I'm tired already from taking it, and I'm going to feel like the top of the world soon. can't wait.
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