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n. s. morte@fleurmorte.bsky.social |
i remember we went into the doctors office together, had different apts with the same doctor, we were in diff rooms, and she comes to me quietly and asks me if i need resources to get help. to get out. i have no fucking idea at the time. none of my friends told me. we arent friends anymore. lol.
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n. s. morte
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when i got out of my divorce and was dealing with the ptsd from it, they were like "oh man we should have said something , that guy was such a creep , we should have helped you , we should have _ " yeah ? get fucked
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