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  • Thoughts

    perfect day.

    The weather is perfect to be sad, today.

    The time is right to cry.

    Afternoon, rush hour traffic, and the grey sky begins to bleed.

    I didn’t even care if my Grab driver sees me cry at that moment.

    Lonely. Insecure. Feelings invalidated.

    “Please stop,” I had to say to ADC, my newest psychologist/therapist.

    Stop telling me what I am feeling because it was so right and I am afraid I’d cry again.

    Have you felt so trapped in this world?

    I wanted to die. I want to.

    What a perfect, cringe-worthy day.