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dear journal,
my therapist called on monday to cancel our appointment.
then today i was called and told i have to transfer to a yet-to-be-named doctor.
which means i have to explain my problems to a whole new fucking person.
which means more people will find out that i'm a judgemental cheater and that i suck as a person.
fuck everything that is going on in my life. i never want to find a job. or meet new people. or get out of my pajamas. it's hard to find a reason to want to keep going.
my therapist called on monday to cancel our appointment.
then today i was called and told i have to transfer to a yet-to-be-named doctor.
which means i have to explain my problems to a whole new fucking person.
which means more people will find out that i'm a judgemental cheater and that i suck as a person.
fuck everything that is going on in my life. i never want to find a job. or meet new people. or get out of my pajamas. it's hard to find a reason to want to keep going.