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Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Normal?
I burned myself today. A nice second-degree one right on the knuckle of my right thumb from the wind guard on the side of our BBQ . I got it while flipping the pork chops I was making for supper. It's the most normal "old me" thing I have done in months. I used to burn myself while cooking or baking on regular basis, mostly because I was in a hurry and/or trying to do too many things at once. I usually had a healing burn or very recent scar on my hands/arms most of the time. Am I supposed to be happy that I burned myself because it's a recognizable part of who I used to be?
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There's no joy in the "who I used to be", I find. I think other people still see it, but me? Nah
Those moments of "who I used to be" make me feel sick. They don't help, I hate them.Almost as much as I hate people thinking they see them.
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meant to say, as much as I hate people thinking they see them in me.
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