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…thing to anyone. But instead of just taking it like I used to, I fight. My head becomes a war zone. Whatever the real situation is, in my mind I’m fighting to make uncaring people understand, getting increasingly frustrated and upset until I finally blow a fuse, screaming obscenities until I feel weak and dizzy.
Ellen Eastwood
Michele Maize
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You describe it perfectly!
Sober Traveler | Wannabe Vegan | Yoga Addict. Dog-loving extrovert turned introvert. Owner of "The Maze". Editor at Black Bear and Globetrotters.
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