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For day twenty-one of the 30 Day Poetry Challenge, a poem titled: Contained
It is hard to control yourself when
emotions have been bottled up,
and now they are spilling out onto the floor.
The right response is hard to describe,
and yet probably involves some combination of
crying, yelling, kicking, and a nap.
Mental health is not a container into which you pour your
problems. It is so much more fragile.
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