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[myskeletalgain]

So, today I went to the dentist to talk with a dentist surgeon about the very complicated and painful surgery I will have to have.

It involves getting a tooth out of somehwere in my upper jaw and placing an implant where my right fang tooth s supposed to be (said fang tooth is the one currently stuck in the middle of my gum. Yes, gross, I know)

I am

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[allow_me]

My God, families are so fucked up. I went to my psych today (which of course ended with me eating all of the leftover cookies I had made for her) and we kinda focused on my tendency to not trust people and not want to put myself in anyone's hands (make it a doctor, a relative, or a friend).
Well, it turned out that this tendency is a sort of 'silent rebellion' against my grandparents and mother always telling me what I was supposed to want, feel and ,ultimately, BE.
A huge part of our issues is family-related. The genetic part, I'm not sure about. Not sure at all actually, but then I'm naturally prone to skepticism.
I really understand what you mean by saying a large part of me just wants to lose as much as humanly possible in the next few weeks, just so that they see that I look different to the last time they saw me We were tricked into believing that we couldn't ever be loved for what we were, that we always had to demonstrate something, that we had to earn the affection and work hard for it. I wish I had realized it earlier, so

[myskeletalgain]

Thank you love