I never let myself fully heal. I "get over it". I pick my scabs until they scar.
I think I suppress everything. I maintain this even keel of relatability without revealing myself. I do this even to myself; sometimes I feel like a foreigner trapped inside my body.
Why is personal growth so hard.
delicate matter or ticklish affair;
Nov 18, 2010
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