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davina,

I've forced myself to not even try talking to you for a month since you've blocked me. You won't ever read this anyways, but maybe it will make me feel better. I haven't left my room in a week. I cry a lot. My brother signed me up for therapy. It's not you, it's me. I guess avoiding anxiety disorders and depression catches up with you. They think medication will help, and then I'll go back to work. It's a coffee shop. Little and cute. Cozy. Makes me happy most days. I got a new car, too. Kol won't talk about you, and I think it's beaus he's trying to spare my feelings. He's the best.

Hope you're doing well. I love you.

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