I spend so much time rationalizing myself out of going crazy, if I haven't already, inserting the voice of reason to prevent catastrophic emotional meltdown, making conscious decisions to not let things get the best of me, that maybe, just maybe I need to throw something large and heavy out of my window so I can soak myself in its satisfying crash. I fill myself with so much talk about accepting, working through and moving past difficulties that sometimes I feel like I'm talking myself out of being human.
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