This has been on my mind for a bit.
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When I look back on me, as a younger me, there are not feelings like that. The feelings are more like, “Let me get you out of here somewhere safe.” Quietly.

I don’t understand why there are no feelings of anger or injustice for me. It feels “wrong” to even lean that way. It feels almost dangerous.

I don’t know.

I don’t know what to think of it or how to sort it out.

I was just curious if anyone else sees/experiences this in their self.

Maybe that’s something else that I have to work through.