And sometimes the truth is hard to hear.
It disagrees with us, breaks our pride, brings us to our knees.
To that place we know we need to be.
But we'd fight and struggle and rebel just to flee from it.
Just to stay as we are.
To stay in our own secluded haven.
To stay broken, but fixing it the way we know how to.
By avoiding.
I give up.
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