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[childlike_fancy]

I think I understand why my mother always went to therapy. Its a difficult thing to have a lot which needs to be said but no one to say it to. After a while all of those thoughts start to bleed together and fade, and by the time that somebody's there, no real words will form. And a piece of you feels missing.

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[babe_of_beyazit]

I know exactly what you mean.