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July 19

therapy. go to therapy they say. but panic attacks are brought up every time someone brings the word up. i don't fit in there i am different. filth on the floor, dirty chairs, and filthy hand shakes being exchanged flood my mind and bring on the worst kind of fear.

i don't go outside anymore, because the air is not clean. if i could i would scrub the air clean. but i can't so i stay inside. that's okay thought because at least i'm clean.

my brother put dirt under my bed, as a joke... he thought that i wouldn't notice but i did. i spent 3 hours picking up all of the tiny pieces.

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