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Mood:
sad

I'm frustrated again. I don't like it.

I will not do this to anyone else, I keep reminding myself.

Have had it, with the insinuations that I better take this job because no one else will hire me anyway.

I will never have a child. I will never adopt.

Bryan says I am too naive to assume a world where parents don't hurt their children this way. I concede that. But it doesn't change my rationale for not wanting to do onto someone what has been done onto me.

I will never have a child. I cannot do it.


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