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The worst is yet to come (maybe)

Sometimes I do this awful thing where I imagine the worst thing possible--typically something fatal happening to C.--and then I nearly send myself into hysterics envisioning the worst. Racing heart, shaking, nearly crying.

My therapist used to try to tell me how useless this kind of fatalistic thinking is. LIKE I DON'T FUCKING KNOW THAT IT'S NOT GOOD.

I seriously hate my brain sometimes. But, really, therapist? No help at all.

1:22 pm - 18.10.15

sounds:
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i am:

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