I hate when I find out after the fact how something actually is. I’ve been obsessed with this mark in my sink for weeks now to the point it was taking me 20 minutes to wash my hands cause I had to restart every time I thought I touched it. Well I decided to clean the sink today and no matter how hard I scrubbed it wouldn’t come off. It was a stain. A fucking stain is what has given me breakdowns every day for the last week? This is the harsh reality of this disorder. It lies and tells you the worst possible outcome no matter how hard you try to rationalize.

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