There are literally no words that describe what we think of myself right now.
I know I should call her. I want to call her. Except every time we end up in the same room as each other there are 50/50 odds I do something incredibly hurtful and even though I always made it up to her later the last time she tried to talk to me was in July and I don't even know how that conversation would go. "I'm sorry I attacked you when you were only trying to help me before and now I'm too chickenshit to be in the same room with you since the complete collapse of my tenuous sanity because you're a telepath and there's no way you can miss what an enormous defect I really am anymore."
I might as well have slapped someone vulnerable in the face, and I want to go play trucks.
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From: [Jim]
There are literally no words that describe what we think of myself right now.
I know I should call her. I want to call her. Except every time we end up in the same room as each other there are 50/50 odds I do something incredibly hurtful and even though I always made it up to her later the last time she tried to talk to me was in July and I don't even know how that conversation would go. "I'm sorry I attacked you when you were only trying to help me before and now I'm too chickenshit to be in the same room with you since the complete collapse of my tenuous sanity because you're a telepath and there's no way you can miss what an enormous defect I really am anymore."
I might as well have slapped someone vulnerable in the face, and I want to go play trucks.