Beholder_fod
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My life is often governed by the urge to find a mate. If I could stick a pencil in my ear and sever the portion of my brain that pulses love and sex I would. There is a heavy weight on my chest that makes it hard to function, and I fear my despair is caused by loneliness. Yet, I am unwilling to expose myself and enter the dating realm. I have lost the part of me that relates with other people, and it becomes harder to recover with each passing day.
I have depression, but I think depression is a word used to describe a lack of self. I’m a ghost of my former self; more observant, but far more desolate. Does that make any sense? It barely does to me either.
I have depression, but I think depression is a word used to describe a lack of self. I’m a ghost of my former self; more observant, but far more desolate. Does that make any sense? It barely does to me either.
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