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It's n9t that I 9pp9se change in my pers9nal life it's that I fear it. I'm afraid 9f changing where I am. Finding myself s9mewhere else. The safety I h9ld n9w seems s9 suff9cating. May6e I've always 6een safe in this way. It makes me feel helpless. There's pain in the c9mf9rt 9f y9ur 9wn 69dy and mind. There's pain in the l9neliness 9f s9litude. There's pain in the change 9f letting s9me9ne in. Pain is the 9nly thing we kn9w f9r certain is temp9rary. Pain fades, we f9rget h9w much it hurt s9 we seek the thrill again. I want the thrill 9f the fear 9f pain. I want t9 put myself in fr9nt 9f a m9ving vehicle and 6eg it n9t t9 hurt me, 6eg it t9 6e gentle, 9nly f9r the 6reaks t9 halt perfectly and never harm me at all. The risk is imp9rtant t9 me. I never d9 anything perfectly risky. It's sanitized, I've set up invisi6le yell9w tape my wh9le existence. I've neglected what I feel as a pers9n with harsh ide9l9gy t9 av9id it all. I never see what I want 6ecause I'm t99 cl9gged 6y the w9rld I c9uld create. I'm never g9ing t9 st9p creating the w9rld in my visi9n, I'm never g9ing t9 st9p 6elieving in what's right... After th9usands 9f sweeps I can n9 l9nger neglect my ache f9r change. 9nly t9 6e an em9ti9nless husk w9uld create a perfect self f9r me t9 inha6it... This d9esn't 6ring pr9gress. T9 av9id what makes me a pers9n, what ens9uls me, makes me less 9f an activist f9r the future. It makes me an angry prude that latches 9nt9 language and the little things that have never mattered. I h9pe there is n9 judgement in y9ur eyes as I step f9rward int9 myself instead 9f f9rcing myself t9 stay in wait. #Pers9nal



