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i'm sorry you couldn't sleep
i think last night.... was heart broken.... over nothing.... i hated the way something was said.... or possibly the fact they brought a wound to the surface i wasn't ready to face... he didn't know and neither did i.... he noticed that i was trying not to cry and he said so, making it harder to do in front of him.... i think it may have been our almost half real fight... no yelling, no angry words... but... the tone.... tone is everything when you talk... i said somethings to make it so he knew what i felt, his tone changed to one i wish not to hear again... i wish i knew what was wrong with me.... i really do.... something is eating me from the inside out and i want it gone.... i just want to be free from this... i don't want to be chained, i want to be free and run.... and people ask me what's wrong..... i can't say a word.... i don't know how.... it's like everything in me shuts down and i'm left in the dust....
i had a councler, and he had to move onto a better opertunity for him.... when i had the chance to talk to him, everything in my mind's filing cabnet was organized..... not everything's been shoved in and i can't file it nicely.... i could talk and feel ok for a while.... then he left to move up in the world... i understand that.... i wonder if he understands that.... i wasn't ready for him to go though.....
and there's no words i can say outloud that anyone can understand.... only when i sit down and think does everything want to spill out and try and just someone to understand
i wish i knew the words to make me happy too
i think last night.... was heart broken.... over nothing.... i hated the way something was said.... or possibly the fact they brought a wound to the surface i wasn't ready to face... he didn't know and neither did i.... he noticed that i was trying not to cry and he said so, making it harder to do in front of him.... i think it may have been our almost half real fight... no yelling, no angry words... but... the tone.... tone is everything when you talk... i said somethings to make it so he knew what i felt, his tone changed to one i wish not to hear again... i wish i knew what was wrong with me.... i really do.... something is eating me from the inside out and i want it gone.... i just want to be free from this... i don't want to be chained, i want to be free and run.... and people ask me what's wrong..... i can't say a word.... i don't know how.... it's like everything in me shuts down and i'm left in the dust....
i had a councler, and he had to move onto a better opertunity for him.... when i had the chance to talk to him, everything in my mind's filing cabnet was organized..... not everything's been shoved in and i can't file it nicely.... i could talk and feel ok for a while.... then he left to move up in the world... i understand that.... i wonder if he understands that.... i wasn't ready for him to go though.....
and there's no words i can say outloud that anyone can understand.... only when i sit down and think does everything want to spill out and try and just someone to understand
i wish i knew the words to make me happy too
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