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In a moment of sanity I tell her all I know. Everything I feel.
As soon as I finish, I go back. Back into my world where I am the enemy. I am a monster. The place where I can't do anything right.
It was nice to get away from there.
Now she's about to give up on me. How could I face her tomorrow? Will I even get to? Did I make her hate me? Have I let myself care too much? Will I ever feel worthy?
Am I going to get better? She wants me healthy, but whose definition of healthy?
Can I ever see?
The truth is constantly concealed from me.
Monotony. Over and over again. Repetition.
Hell is repetition.