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Somedays I think it will make me feel better. Other days I wake with- other days I stay awake until the sun hurts my eyes, and it no longer feels warm, just hot. My heart feels missing. My mind feels messy. ***** Everything is too loud and I go again to drown it out. But I scare easily, so I run away by going nowhere. I hide until I see nothing. And when I see nothing, I’m too afraid to see anything. How can I find a door when the whole house is burning. Maybe this new bottle will help me find the door.
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Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 4:20 PM UTC
Giving SSRIs a try
Somedays I think it will make me feel better. Other days I wake with- other days I stay awake until the sun hurts my eyes, and it no longer feels warm, just hot. My heart feels missing. My mind feels messy. ***** Everything is too loud and I go again to drown it out. But I scare easily, so I run away by going nowhere. I hide until I see nothing. And when I see nothing, I’m too afraid to see anything. How can I find a door when the whole house is burning. Maybe this new bottle will help me find the door.
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In the Moonlit Evergreen
Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 4:20 PM UTC
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