Dreamwork 

I killed the toxic side of my masculinity last night. The "thinker" that's always clouding my mind with intrusive thoughts and feelings. Appearing in the form of an evil scientist trying to take over the world of my mind.

He landed his flying craft in front of the boatyard and charged at me one on one. Survival knife in hand, I slashed the bald bastard's throat before shoving it under his chin and right into his amygdala. Just in time for the alarm.

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Dreamwork 

It's a reminder that I was never brought up to be a toxic individual. I shouldn't be holding onto the emotional abuse I've suffered at the hands of other men, lest it fester me into one of them. To continue forward and recenter towards my heart instead of my head.

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