I don't understand
I'm circling and I can't get off. I don't have a clue as to why I am doing this. This has to be the most frustrating spiral I have ever found myself in, EVER. The only other person who has made me feel so small has been my father. My biological one. EVER. Just stop thinking about it. I know the more you don't want to think about something the more you think about it.
I can do this.
Stop.
I can do this.
Stop.