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That’s another thing I hate. When I do say I don’t feel well… I don’t always know why. Actually, I rarely know why I don’t feel okay. But people tell me I need to have a reason. I don’t. It hurts when they say this. It makes me feel unworthy, stupid… as if something’s seriously wrong with me. They don’t understand me. They don’t want to understand me. No one does.
Nine Days (Unfrozen Four, #1)
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