self sabotage
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I look in the mirror and see my mother. I see her in my gestures too— the disorder she passed down, or a few. She taught me hatred. Not toward other people—never. She taught me to hate myself, burned it into me with every cigarette she pressed between her fingers, smoke simmering into my skin.…
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Tell me, child, why do you betray yourself for grief? You choose to learn nothing in its hasty wake. Is it your desire to self-destruct? Or were you simply looking for that excuse to destroy yourself. — Janie Lyvon
