Today, I have crawled back into
my blackest hole. One that I have vowed not to ever visit again. One that drags
me to hit my lowest. One that I have left years ago and recovered in a hard
way. All those years spent in recovering were forgotten for a moment. I was
lost. I went back there. It was scary. I did not want to be there, it was so
wrong to just even take a peek and actually entering the hole was much much
worse. Although I went there for just a moment, a brief one, it was still
terrifying. What would happen if I couldn’t get out? What would actually happen
if I failed to restrain myself? The possibilities might eat me alive.
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