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crying in the dark....

I'm sitting here, in my living room, in the dark.... crying...

I refuse to seek comfort in strangers because that seems cowardly to me. Fucking fix what's broken or leave it so it can heal itself. I NOW feel like I'm being kept a prisoner. 

Anger... I don't like this feeling at all. 😭

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