I can't stop saying that I am grateful, either! You describe the feeling for me, exactly. When I am enjoying myself I worry that it is just surface level farce. And when I dig deeper, I realize I am killing myself, and I have to back off. I have this crisis all the time. But I know, deep within somewhere that I can not stop. Because the rope that the noose of made of, well the rope is the only thing keeping me tied to this damn earth.
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How true!
I have been struggling.
Struggling.
I think we all are.
Obsessing. Neurotic.
I'm glad we care.
Thank god we care.
LOVE you.
I can't stop saying I'm grateful for your blogs.
I can't stop saying that I am grateful, either! You describe the feeling for me, exactly.
When I am enjoying myself I worry that it is just surface level farce.
And when I dig deeper, I realize I am killing myself, and I have to back off.
I have this crisis all the time.
But I know, deep within somewhere that I can not stop. Because the rope that the noose of made of, well the rope is the only thing keeping me tied to this damn earth.
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