Mom, dad: I’m afraid of not being loved by you someday.
When we are ashamed of someone or something, do we simply stay away from that person or situation, or do we just go out for a walk until the unpleasant thing simply disappears?
If someday I stop being myself and become a different being among my neighbors, would they notice my absence?
Who cares why things happen? We are just victims of causation.
I feel cold.
When we are ashamed of someone or something, do we simply stay away from that person or situation, or do we just go out for a walk until the unpleasant thing simply disappears?
If someday I stop being myself and become a different being among my neighbors, would they notice my absence?
Who cares why things happen? We are just victims of causation.
I feel cold.
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