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October 2011
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Years ago, you told me to stop crying. You told me to get over it, stop letting the small things get to you. I used to cry watching the 9/11 documentaries 6 years after it happened. I remember crying over glass breaking, furniture smashing, the blood (which I oh so fucking clearly remember).
I saw psychologists. I stopped writing journals. My grades dropped.
All that matters is that I stopped...
