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You know, you are right. There's this never-ending supply of ghosts of Christmas past stowed away in my closet (wow, watch how I mix my metaphors) and each hang-up or insecurity only comes with a long and painful story attached. The more I think about it, the more I see that I really am quite messed up and need to learn to deal with myself before.. .. Um. Before what? Actually I don't really know and I don't want to know, I just want to stop this endless cycle of self-directed negativity, frustration and fear before it destroys me.
But life goes on.
But life goes on.