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For some reason, it just feel wrong to exist, as If I didn't have the right to do so.
Such a scum I am, to have dare to be alive.
I have done something horrible, and it was beeing born and staying in this world. I bring dispair and chaos by my own presence, though I cannot killmyself because it will create more chaos. I am condemned to bring pain to this world; I try it hard to cause the lesser pain possible, I try to be a good citizen: a good student, a good worker.
I am sorry for posting this.
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Crazy, inside and aside
Meds: bye bye meds
CPTSD and some sort of depression and weird perceptions
"Outwardly: dumbly, I shamble about, a thing that could never have been known as human, a
thing whose shape is so alien a travesty that humanity becomes more obscene for the vague resemblance."
I have no mouth and I must scream -Harlan Ellison-
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