i dont get it.
i dont get you.
i dont get any of this.
i dont get why this is happening.
i dont get why i care still.
i dont get why any of this matters.
i dont get why im being so difficult.
i dont any of it.
i wish i knew why you acted that way.
i wish i knew why i acted that way.
i wish i knew why you made my heart, head and tummy feel funny.
i wish i knew why any of this is going to cause me to stay in therapy for years to come.
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