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At times I could be a warm person who would even ask a strangers if they’re okay or not when I sense something might not be right. I care too much. Too much that it hurts me sometimes that I care so much.

At times I realize that my caring is so invalid to people. I’m so invalid and invaluable to people.

I could stop caring. I speak out loud to myself too, “stop caring; I don’t care; it doesn’t really matter to me.”

At times it works and at times takes a little longer to work.


words for the day

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