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“I stopped going to therapy
because I knew my therapist was right
and I wanted to keep being wrong.
I wanted to keep my bad habits
like charms on a bracelet.
I did not want to be brave.
I think I like my brain best
in a bar fight with my heart.
I think I like myself a little broken.
I’m okay if that makes me less loved.
I like poetry better than therapy anyway.
The poems never judge me
for healing wrong.”
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