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10 | 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

The day began poorly; I should not have yelled at him. He was assisting me, and I pushed him so hard, but I couldn't tell him about my nightmare; he would show sympathy, which I despised. I loathe it if his pity or sympathy for me implies that I am anything other than weak in front of the world.

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