Turns out, I’m not responsible for your feelings.
Another shocking revelation, courtesy of therapy, is that I’m not responsible for your feelings. And, no, you aren’t responsible for mine either. This is a concept that honestly, I don’t fucking understand. Hear me out. If you kill my dog, I will be very sad and very hurt. You did this. You killed my dog. …
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