You're right, I need to. It's very clear what led up to it, and I'm more than prepared to discuss that for sure, but the actual attempt almost seems like shaky ground to me. I feel like I need to tell her, and I know she would want to know, but I don't want to further endanger my own well-being by telling her. And by that, I mean winding up in the psych ward or something.
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