feel ugly again. want to cut my head off. what did you say to mother as a child? "Look mom," holding the scissors up to your neck "i am going to kill myself." and then she took you to therapists who would poke and prod
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If only you knew. I think something must have happened somewhere along the line, perhaps even unconsciously, that made you OCD about the size of your head. You said you believe me. You said you trust me. Well, your head is of PERFECT size AND shape. So put that in your pipe and smoke it (figuratively speaking, of course).
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