Depression creeps in this time ever so slowly.
Again, another strange dream.
You decided not to go to work and lock yourself in your dark room. You don't wanna face the world.
Then you saw a glimpse of your piercing. A reminder that you promise to fight this time.
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27 and still fighting alone... how tiring can that be?
At times you feel unfair, of those around you, also fighting their battle, but they are a team of 2, having each other for support and love. That makes any battle worth fighting.
How lucky are they.
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