what would he be thinking...what wd she be thinking..wt wud they be thinking..wt wd god be thnking..wt wd my parents be thinking..when i walk .talk .sit..stand..i cant do it without wondering how am i looking..wt wd ppl think ..and it never is ok...my psyche is slave to people all around me..and its awkward..automatic thoughts..a struggle.. I want to free myself from my foolish ego...
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