I quit therapy. Three years is a good long time. Freud would have approved, and in the end, I sure do luvs me some Sigmund.The challenge now is to step out into the cold and become who I am.Like how a snowflake becomes it’s pointed tips as it falls against the muted, noonday sun.A black shape. One of many.The mode of actualization has been given to me through this blog.BRANDTRUEBOY=WILL TO
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