I hate having Catholic guilt. I hate those feelings of "I should Jess up and just do this." I hate the feelings that have been constricting my heart for the past two days. I've been distracting myself with mania, cleaning my apartment, trying to rationalize that he doesn't need to know. It's pointless, innocuous, and I would be more of a
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