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I feel as if i have been swimming in a swamp. Slow struggling strokes in murky water. Unsure of up or down. Only a faint light to show me the way. I am close to the surface, close to a breakthrough. Not so much anything of a psychological level, more of a break in the melancholy. Living lighter only uncertain of what brings the darkness. Knowing only that it will come again. I am no closer to understanding myself or what haunts me so much. Its a subconscious memory or though, or many, that eat away at my self worth. They gnaw at my well being and make me numb. it steals my joy and makes me empty.