i'm back. where was i? o, right, the bit where things fell apart in summer. My parents didn't find out for a while, but when they did, I was back in the head doctor's office. A new one this time. I only had a few sessions with him before he practically forced me to enter his group therapy. Good lord, was that messed up. The sessions only
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If it is so depressing, what is the point in going over it all again? Won't it just make you feel worse?
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