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My body is tearing itself apart from within. This is not a metaphor, this is truth.
Every morning I awaken to survey the new damage I have wrought upon myself in hours unguarded.
In other news, I seem to no longer be attempting to asphyxiate myself in my sleep. That, I suppose, is something.
I'm sorry I wasn't stronger. I tried to be, not realizing that that kind of strength is something you don't try for; you simply have or have not.
Every morning I awaken to survey the new damage I have wrought upon myself in hours unguarded.
In other news, I seem to no longer be attempting to asphyxiate myself in my sleep. That, I suppose, is something.
I'm sorry I wasn't stronger. I tried to be, not realizing that that kind of strength is something you don't try for; you simply have or have not.