The Defining Burn

people-clips-05Like a lit cigarette ground into the carpet with a steel-toed boot, the stain of my panic disorder remains and must be dealt with.  So, off to the psychiatrist I go for my quarterly wire-brush scrubbing.

While it is hardly as demeaning or as painful as that, on the dreaded “day of” everything is a thousand times worse.

*sighs*

I tire of this burn, yet am still defined by it.

Sometimes that just sucks.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

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