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I am done. I am sick of this.
I went to the psychologist. There was some truth in his words. He said i attract wounded people and try to trap them in the net.... I stretch myself thin, take on everyone else's problems, try to help everyone else (while neglecting myself) to keep friends.
And it's true.
And I don't want friends that don't want me around if I won't spot them money or whatever. I'm sick of it. I'm fucking sick of being walked all over.
I am done being friends with a whole lot of people.
I am ready to take care of myself.
So I work out, because it's time for me to be alone with myself, to treat my body right....
I got second holes pierced in my ears... adornment on my body.... my temple...
And now I'm going to go take a bath instead of trashing my body with junk food.