I’m not liberated by vunerability. Talking about my feelings ultimately feels like exposure. And not in an empowering way. I’m obv emotionally dysfunctional but lately it’s gotten worse. My experience is already incredibly insular so by not talking to anyone abt my crazy, I feel even crazier. It’s a trap of a circumstance… I’m tethered by both my impulse to vent and my knowledge that duh, only I can save myself so what’s the point of asking for help.
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