From Cancer is a Cage - Is this what disease does to us....?
Torn down, not built up. There doesn’t seem
to be anything good about me – not a single thing I can name. I wish I could be
validated – but why do I need to be? My sense of self becomes so shaken in the
presence of others. I feel like such a failure, someone to be pitied. Man – the
people staring at my head yesterday! So – if I were to admit / acknowledge my
anger - what would I be angry about? Instead of “raging inwardly” how would I
express it? Why am I so afraid of anger? What are good reasons to be angry? Who
would I be angry at? - E.B.
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I went to school with elizabeth. We went to the metro zoo. I miss her
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