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Security blanket

I feel like wearing a dress today

because I went shopping for cute things.

I was gonna wear the dress that make me feel beautiful.

But my mind it saying

That is too much for therapy.

I hate that

in my head I need a special occasion

to look beautiful.

But I told myself I was gonna wear a dress.

Not because I want to

but because it’s hot and I need a reason

to look nice.

I am nervous to hear what my therapist is going to say.

My hair is done.

I am wearing a dress.

She will probably say

You look so nice! I’m so glad you are feeling better.

Which scares me.

Because my depression is my security blanket.

I don’t know how to live my life

Happy.

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