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None of you can see it, but I'm writing this with a face full of tears.
There was a time when I didn't care about the future, always content with the present. Never wanting another. Self sustained, happy.
Times changed. I find myself yearning to be with someone. To not be alone. I could be friends with the world and still feel alone in it.
It's gotten bad. I'm at the point where a mere thought can send me into a downward spiral. My chest begins to implode on itself, my eyes burn. I can't breathe, I go numb. I'm beginning to detest what I've become.
Help me.
There was a time when I didn't care about the future, always content with the present. Never wanting another. Self sustained, happy.
Times changed. I find myself yearning to be with someone. To not be alone. I could be friends with the world and still feel alone in it.
It's gotten bad. I'm at the point where a mere thought can send me into a downward spiral. My chest begins to implode on itself, my eyes burn. I can't breathe, I go numb. I'm beginning to detest what I've become.
Help me.