Almost Capable

I am reading The Name of the Wind and ignoring the panic and flashbacks that keep threatening to overwhelm me. Because book. And because I’ll be damned if I don’t at least pretend I can handle myself.

Every time I leave the safety of my book, I start getting overwhelmed and fuck that. So I’m reading. Books are my friends.

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