The other day, after talking with my new potential therapist about my lack of friends and humans that know I'm alive, she remarked: if I'm hearing you right, it sounds as if no one knows who you are...
Sigh
Yeah, the only people that get to know me are therapists. Two people, in the world, know me. Thank god for paid professionals.
Friday, November 4, 2016
No one Knows
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