This is based off of some personal stuff and some are not. This is my therapy story, so have funnnn!
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"They see right through me. They see right through me. Can you see right through me?" Taylor Swift-The Archer
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Peter, since he was little, has always had a fear of people. They're always looking and judging him. When he would go to preschool, he would cry and cry till his mom came back. He was too young to know that crying in the bathroom quietly hoping no one would hear cause his crying made people upset and hating to eat in front of others cause what if he ate wrong or other things, wasn't normal. The feeling sick before leaving the house all the time. The time where without Ned by his side he couldn't function. The time where he couldn't breathe for mintues and mintues. He couldn't tell anyone because he didn't know why this was happening.
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He found out when he was 13. Every Sunday after church Uncle Ben would take him to the book store. He would choose his book and Uncle Ben wouldn't ask questions. One day in Feburary, he saw this big old textbook on psychology. Uncle Ben bought it with no questions used for his nephew's weird book choices. When they got back to the apartment, Peter sat on the couch and opened his book. He read and read till he came upon a page that said