Day number 187 with incidents
Zero days without flashbacks
Zero days that I haven't thought of you
Zero days that I haven't hated myself for it
Zero days without a clear mind
Zero days that I haven't been stressed
Zero days that I haven't hated being this way
Zero days without feeling closed in
Zero days that I haven't felt alive
Zero days that I haven't hated my insecurities
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