After 2 months I'm still slowly and painfully adjusting to some changes. I am such an insipid person, and the level of hatred for even the slightest adjustment would always trigger off a bad reaction. This is as good as feeling you are walking on glass, which the parts below are all possessing such fragility, such frailness. Under this realm of such detriment pieces of my life are gradually emaciated. So this is how change is supposed to feel- painful.
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