So, my last few post haven’t been too happy. That’s because I am not in the best place right now, and I’m feeling depressed. I’ve seriously thought about commiting suicide. 527 more words
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Some plans that fall through were to have been the meaning of a life.
For these, there is no back-up plan, no consolation. Re-invented, re-configured, restored time and again to maintain the meaning that hinges on it, such a plan dies a wretched death, protracted and searing, until finally it is simply, shockingly gone. 199 more words