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I feel like I might be perpetually ill. What am I supposed to do now that the one thing that defined me and made me who I am has been taken from me? I don't know what's going to happen now. I don't know if I'll be okay. I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to deal with it. I don't even want to admit it happened.
So why can't I get it off my mind?