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The Garbage We Never Take Out

The garbage we tell ourselves. The mindreading. The self-inflicted verbal lashes to our naked backs. We are the very best at castigating ourselves.

When he went so deep inside that he could not get out. You create this pool. And daily add more to it. Before too long you’ve gone off into the deep end and your legs can’t carry you back and arms too weak to lift you out.

A quagmire infinity pool filled with his most private thoughts. The daily deposits. Before too long he was in the deep end. And your legs turn to noodles and arms to weak to bring you back. To lift you out.

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