I had to walk about a mile in the middle of the night in the middle of the desert over 2 hours from anywhere and got super panicked and decided I needed to run, then decided I was over reacting and stopped running in time to sprain my ankle and have to walk limp along another half mile all while carrying a heavy camera backpack. Night time is effing weird.
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BP2, PTSD, BPD
“Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it.”
― Ray Bradbury
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