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"I leave the safety of my home holding my bag in both hands
And walk a straight, lonely road every morning
The sun deserts me and my shadow is starting to fade
No one notices but this heart of mine is crying
My words desert me and the only things left are the feelings I haven't told anyone
No one hears but this heart of mine is crying out"
An excerpt from a foreign language song. This much resonates me now.
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"The is no better exercise for the human heart than reaching and lifting others up." - John Holmes
herethennow: This ward is a prison!
Wardmate: No.. here's not a prison. *points to brain* Here is.
dx: recurrent MDD.
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