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Sometimes it feels like I'm a plastic pop (soda) bottle filled with feelings.
Some of the feelings rush toward the neck, jamming the opening, choking off my breath. The feelings that don't rush to be released bounce against the plastic sides sounding like pop corn popping in a microwave just seconds away from burning to a smelly crisp. BREATH! BREATH!
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*hugs*
maybe you have to find ways to let the feelings out before you pop... blogging, talking out what you're feeling , even these can help
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Thanks for the response turquoisessa.....my T session today and joining the DD chat here tonight helped
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*hugs*
I"m glad they helped, hope you're doing ok ![]()
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