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running out of SSRIs

i know that this isn't me

i know that these tight open eyes and lucid feelings aren't me

i want to be reminded that i am not alone in this world

but i do not want to communicate with anyone

i just want to watch

while i can appreciate how unemotional and reserved i'm feeling right now, i don't like the dull air and rounded edges around me

i no longer understand why i used to allow myself to feel this way every day

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