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There seems to be such a history with codependents. We've become the way we are for a reason. We can't change the ast or resolve some of it. We can chuck it, factor it out. Put it in a mental box that we can throw away. I can't do what I need to do and drag that box around. It's full of tax returns that at 14 years old. It's junk. As I chuck my box of junk, I can't drag my husbands box for him either. He wont chuck it. If he did, he wouldn't get away with what he's doing. Truth is, we can all take that box and chuck it into the fire. We can mentally stand there and watch it all become undocumented history. How can you possibly have a happy life when you walk around with 50 years of sticky note reminders plastered all over your forehead?
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