today we had it out. it started out all wrong, all the words things we'd said before in the wrong way, the patterns all sketched out and sewn together until we're both of us hurting. and then, what i said was: all of my old anxieties come back when i'm home, all of the questioning of who i am and what i can do and whether i have the outlets or
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