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At some point the pills stop being for you. They become gifts for those who care so much that they don’t want you to die. They are for the therapists the doctors the psych nurses the health techs the ER staff and psychiatrists desperately rooting for you. Take them. Take them until they’re for you again.
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Feb 1, 2025
Feb 1, 2025 at 9:34 PM UTC
The Pills
At some point the pills stop being for you. They become gifts for those who care so much that they don’t want you to die. They are for the therapists the doctors the psych nurses the health techs the ER staff and psychiatrists desperately rooting for you. Take them. Take them until they’re for you again.
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Feb 1, 2025
Feb 1, 2025 at 9:34 PM UTC
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