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[origamiwindmill]

Today was the first time I think in an entire year that I got angry. I sat in counseling, going through the same shit all over again amount my mother, and suddenly I was yelling. I don't remember the last time I yelled, or hit something, or swore out of spite. I just sat there, yelling and swearing about my stupid mother and the excuses she tried

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[ghostsfell]

imma just reply here to both the tumblr message and the post bc it's late and i'm the laziest

[origamiwindmill]

tbh I was hoping you would cause tumblr eats your messages like woahhh

[ghostsfell]

that's true to a degree i suppose, i don't know a single part of this friendship that could be construed as normal lmao. and i doubt it's a lack of astuteness; i mostly poker-face my way through life, it's a holdover from abuse that, like all the others, hasn't quite gone away. like, it's improved some, i'm now able to show genuine excitement when i see someone i enjoy as a person, especially at work, but yeah. the rest of the time i'm sure i'm hard to read, especially around you and even your parents because i'm trying to keep myself in line. as for what i enjoy doing...UHHH. i'm typically up for just about anything if it means not being cooped up, because i'm restless and it makes my skin crawl? idk seeing new pockets of the city is fun. walks are fun. being hipsters with coffee and cameras is fun. movies are fun. shopping is fun. eating is fun. throwing bread at ducks is fun. i don't know what else there is to do here but literally anything is fun if you're with the right people, is the point. and wrt to that i feel i should add: i