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I am moody but I am coping. I am too tired to do anything. I do one small thing and that is it. This is all due to my chronic fatigue syndrome, but that condition messes with my mental illnesses. I relax and use my cell from bed to go online here. It feels like I am dying. I am not, but my post-exertional malaise after organizing papers and moving bins two or three days ago wiped me out. My spirits are high, but my mobility is low.
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