Good, evil, truth, justice, moralilty, amoral

As I am battling the issue of finally saying no to what my mother called me when I was three, everything comes at me enlarged, sharper, more painful.

In fact, I haven’t been able to sleep well, and quickly approach exhaustion.

Going through the wall that is between me and going higher is turning out to be quite a challenge, quite a torturous undertaking.

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