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Dear November, I want to be the kind of poet that sets people’s bones on fire, keep thinking maybe if I smoke a pack of cigarettes my words will speak instead of scream.  Dear November, I’ve never been in love, but sometimes I’ve been so high that everyone tastes good.  Dear November, I’ve been thinking about giving up or trying harder; I don’t know which one’s worse. Dear November, I’m a wreck, better off yours, better off yours.

I don’t understand where on my body to keep these feelings I might grow a new tooth for each of them and then afterwards tie them to the doorknob with red string and have someone pull the door closed

A long time ago, when you were a wee thing, you learned something, some way to cope, something that, if you did it, would help you survive. It wasn’t the healthiest thing, it wasn’t gonna get you free, but it was gonna keep you alive. You learned it, at five or six, and it worked, it *did* help you survive. You carried it with you all your life, used it whenever you needed it. It got you out—out of your assbackwards town, away from an abuser, out of range of your mother’s un-love. Or whatever. It worked for you. You’re still here now partly because of this thing that you learned. The thing is, though, at some point you stopped needing it. At some point, you got far enough away, surrounded yourself with people who love you. You survived. And because you survived, you now had a shot at more than just staying alive. You had a shot now at getting free. But that thing that you learned when you were five was not then and is not now designed to help you be free. It is designed only to help you survive. And, in fact, it keeps you from being free. You need to figure out what this thing is and work your ass off to un-learn it. Because the things we learn to do to survive at all costs are not the things that will help us get FREE. Getting free is a whole different journey altogether.

I've been thinking about getting some kind of oral stim toy but a vast majority of the ones I've encountered have been too hard and end up hurting my jaw after just a few bites. Do you know of any that are soft, or even hollow?

I have TMJ and have the same problem with toys being too hard. the softest one I’ve found is @stimtastic‘s trapezoid.  (plus they’re 2 for $5, so even if they aren’t your thing, it’s not a huge fiscal investment)

It would be a terrible mistake to go through life thinking that people are the sum total of what you see.

I will love myself despite the ease with which I lean towards the opposite.