Maybe a one night stand...
Maybe the knowledge of a crime of enormous magnitude...
Maybe something that kills a part of yourself to admit is true.
I have knowledge of an event in the '90's that I have lived with ever since. This secret led to my downfall as the person I once was. A secret that spawned my rebirth into whatever this is that I've become.
Bottling this infestation up for years damaged my psyche. An inability to process the events kept me living in the past. Without any way to cope, it festered in my brain for years upon years.
And yet, I've made no progress.
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