Ugh. I have to go to the doctor's tomorrow. Ugh, I have to let them do invasive stuff to me. Ugh, I don't want to.
I want to just sit in the house and work on some writing and hold my needy cat and forget I even have a body.
I hate going to the doctor. I hate having to feel like I have to justify my existence. I hate having to expose myself and be bled and poked and prodded and all the rest of that. Hate it so much.
Why yes, I am an adult. Why yes, I am acting like a child.
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