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Was thinking about that friend and that super long text they sent me.

I know there are people who care about me. That knowledge isn't enough to make life feel like it's worth living anymore. I'm just so exhausted from all of the shit, and people who want for nothing telling me, "life is by no means fair", the ghosts that haunt me, and all the decisions made out of anxiety and depression. It's understood. I mean, we all understand that permanent physical disabilities and chronic pain that interfere with major life activities are a contributor to depression, yeah?

I know who and what I used to be, but now feel completely disconnected from that me.