Day twenty of recovery.
I hate the number. 20. It’s such a sneering word, saying ‘I am almost three, but I am not’ and it bothers me. 2+0=2. 2=Bad.
I hate today’s number and it bothers me and it wants to attack me. I think I’ll fast and protect myself from the number.
Tomorrow will be better. 21 days. 2+1=3. 3=GOOD.
i won't let you say goodbye, and i'll be your reason why.
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