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Yeah, I know what you mean. I don't feel like 'me' either, nor do I really feel like I know who I am anymore. I can't distinguish where my illness ends and I begin, but I suppose that is because my illness is a part of me; it just doesn't feel like me most of the time.
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"Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it" -Mark Twain
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