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Feb 2017
I see a memory pop up on my feed:

                 "January 16, 2016- 1 year ago"

It's a quote. It reads:
    
                 "Lonely. I'm lonely in the frienship way and boyfriend way. I pray every day for something, anything to make this dreaded disease go away."

One year later. Which is today. I am alone in my room on a Saturday night. I remember telling myself that things will get better. But I'm just as sad. Just as lonely.
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