Chapter 91
P: I’m so tired.
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P: I want a break, just one day where I don’t have it. This disorder.
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P: I want to wake up normal. I want to worry about whether my hair looks nice, not whether touching my hair will make my hands greasy because it’s been two weeks since I last had the energy to wash my fucking hair.
I’m so tired.
I can’t do it anymore.
I can’t get up tomorrow morning unless you take this away. Give it to someone else.
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P: Give it to anyone. I don’t deserve it. I haven’t done anything wrong.
D: No. You haven’t done anything wrong.
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