The pain I feel is directly influenced by the amount of energy I am willing to feed it. I can let it fester. I can let it grow. I can let it bubble over, increase, multiply a thousandfold until it consumes me.
I can starve it, too.
Note to self: Starve it.
Fucking. Starve. It.
Originally posted at
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