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sometimes I cry so much that I cant breathe. sometimes i'll read something or see something that makes me realize how little i've accomplished. sometimes i'm ok, but then i remember the problems in my life, and i feel like someone's hands are around my throat. im not writing this for sympathy. im writing because i'm scared. scared and miserable and sad. maybe i'll wake up and it will all be a horrible dream. maybe not. please god, let me wake up.