Sometimes my brain just gets stuck on “Imagine all the people who mean so much to you that would abandon you and hate you if they ever found out.”
Any advice on dealing with?
Sometimes my brain just gets stuck on “Imagine all the people who mean so much to you that would abandon you and hate you if they ever found out.”
Any advice on dealing with?
…it sort of feels like telling me to stop being pedo.
…which, granted, not being pedo would prolly lessen worries about people I care about coming to think me pedo…