It would be stupid if i titled this simply with "Denial"

i am in denial.

i am in denial over denial.

i deny that i am in denial. over denial.

and the movies that i chose to watch didn't exactly help me get over my denial.

which movies?

Trainspotting. Fight Club. American Beauty. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. And backed out of the last minute to watch Saving Private Ryan again.

And what does this list say?

That i should be in denial.

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