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Memory Distrust Syndrome
You’ve been leaning backward for quite a while..
Make yourself comfortable and have a real rest.
Why don’t you just let me touch you in places?
Helping you heal from these terrifying feelings.
Tell me what happened!
Tell me what’s on your heart!
Tell me about all the wrongs and rights!
Let me get to know you.
Tell you something too.
So you could tell what you should tell me.
But not what you really know.
But that I won’t tell you.
Now drink this cold tea I brought from somewhere darker than here and see for yourself all that you know is exactly what I know.
My therapy.
For you to remember, what I know.
About you, about me.
Think again.
Have more tea.
Remember.
I will turn on this light for tonight if you don’t mind.
It’s cold and scary here, and I can’t sleep anyway.
With this tea and you, running in the room.
In my minefields of doubt.
Now that I am not sure.
How to breathe.
And leave.
Myself.
I love you. *me you
