It’s just gonna stay painful

I feel like I progress  but the reality is that I feel the pain and regret. It won’t escape me. It’s tendrils thick and slick with the slime of emotional refuse embrace me. The turmoil of continually facing what I want gone has been wearing the body down. Stress has been able to manifest itself in such interesting ways. It has drawn all cares through each cell and pores. Self irradiated in attempt at self care I only managed to make myself sick.

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