Last year I learned never to trust anyone named Chris. The guy was suppose to be my best friend for the last 7 years. One day he snapped for no reason and slammed my hand in the door as I was leaving. Only missing the end of my middle finger at the first joint close to the nail on my right hand. I've been struggling with it ever since and hide my hand from everyone. If I'm not wearing a sweater to cover my hands, I'm holding my hand in a fist and using my left hand for everything. I know it's ridiculous and I shouldn't be but I'm working it it...
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Last year I learned never to trust anyone named Chris. The guy was suppose to be my best friend for the last 7 years. One day he snapped for no reason and slammed my hand in the door as I was leaving. Only missing the end of my middle finger at the first joint close to the nail on my right hand. I've been struggling with it ever since and hide my hand from everyone. If I'm not wearing a sweater to cover my hands, I'm holding my hand in a fist and using my left hand for everything. I know it's ridiculous and I shouldn't be but I'm working it it...
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