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ever since i started going to therapy it's like, feelings vomit, all the time. i don't know why lately i've felt compelled to tell anyone who will listen every sad and terrible thing about me, but i have. i feel better afterward, though, like confession. i don't know if that's why i do it though. i think i do it because what i want to ask people is "are you sure you like me? will you like me even if you know how awful i sometimes am? is it okay that i'm sad?" but those are socially unacceptable questions on earth. on my home planet we don't need to ask these questions, and when someone tells you something private, you say, "thank you."


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