For a long time I was continually harassed and pestered by memories of all the people who bullied me when I was in school. The merories would not leave me alone, and brought back all the pain I'd suffered back then. Finally, I was so furious and frustrated with it that I imagined myself as a small child, maybe 6-7 years old, then imagined beating
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Maybe you were defending your creativity from attack. I mean, you could see it that way too.
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