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There's this person who pressures me. Who, whenever something goes wrong, blames me. This person tells me I'm stupid; ugly; unloved. This person is constantly telling me I should have done better, what was I thinking? I should be perfect. I sometimes hate this person, but can't live without them. That's because, this person, is me.

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