Sometimes it's not just easy afterwards, no matter how hard the preparation is.
Also it was really difficult to put in into a hundred words.
Nobody ever told me this could be dangerous. So I never questioned it. But then I hurt myself. Unintentionally.
They took me to the hospital. They promised to teach me. How to resist the need. And how to count.
One means a simple thought. As the numbers go up, the need grows stronger. Ten is maximum, at five I should search a medical help. They told me I was ready.
I scratch my right hand on my jeans and instantly do it with the left one. No thinking. No counting. I went through hell, but it isn't easy after all.
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