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Tuesday, January 07, 2020

need to ask

Most people believe
when you cry for help
then the punishment comes
- as you should expect,
when the people realize
they can't help you.
It punishes them. They hate
helplessness, and they strike
back, disgusted: you need
to be stronger yourself. You need
to be able to manage and handle
your life. You think I
haven't been through as bad
or anyway, bad? You can't just
give up like a baby, crying
for what you can't do
yourself. You need to
buck the fuck up, shut
the front door and dig in,
in the living room of your
soul, where the strength,
healing and shit begin. Find
that place of strength or
something. It's in you, do it.
Do it yourself, you can't
otherwise. I can't help you
with this.

Or if it dawns on them
that you waited too long
to ask, and all chance of them
helping is passed, they whew
in relief and say: "Why
did you wait? Why didn't you
ask? I could

have helped. You need to ask
people for help."

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