I was handed the headphones and told to find the buttons and switches that resonated with my down-played fear and double edged swords. Machines covered in the faces of hundreds of women stared as I tried to be honest. I really tried.
Sometimes I just don't know where I want to be.
I used to have a place, it was a bubble and I was untouchable. I feel so exposed and unprotected. I am my own worst enemy.
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