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"I sit here tired, dizzy, and angry at myself for surrendering to this demon, this enemy who distorts my mind, making me believe he is my friend, my only road to happiness and success. I wonder why and how I have managed to let myself be tricked into my old beliefs. Have I not realized that this thing brings exactly the opposite of what I want? I say I want happiness, and this thing brings depression. I say I want success, and this thing brings failure. I say I want to be unique and to be heard, and this thing makes me invisible more and more each day. It makes me believe that my thoughts and opinions are not worth being heard. This thing was my sole identity, the essence of my existence, for nine years. This thing that I once believed I had control over became my worst nightmare"
Friends Only Please
Friends Only Please