Here's part of why I'm on the brink of being a mess

[echoeverafter]

Why is it I can't ask people for the things I need so that they know what I'm asking for?  That they know I'm asking at all?  Why is it I think myself ridiculous/idiotic/childish/wrong for feeling the things I do (about anything/everything)?  Even as I'm writing this, I feel like I shouldn't be.  Obviously, some small part of my mind still believes

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[yourcentury]

Oh sweetheart