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12.2 SAVING THE DAY 2
I hate pain.
A lot of people do, really, and it’s not difficult to imagine why. It’s very unpleasant, for one thing; and it twists your face into these horrible expressions that are not flattering at all; but the main reason why I dislike it so much is because pain, among all other emotions, is the easiest to lose yourself in.
For an empath like me, it’s also the easiest to manipulate.
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