Dearest e-Diary,
I've just murdered a huntsman and now I hate myself. I just wanted to take the poor little fella outside, but I just can't bring myself to do it. Stupid arachnophobia (huntsmen specific) is a psychological brick wall. My sister advised me to get phobia counselling for the sake of all my future eight-legged victims. That may convince me to go. Nothing else will. The problem is that systemic desnsitisation involves touching a spider.
And to think I could become a psychologist after a few more years training. Who wouldn't want me as their counsellor?
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