in a matter of months the carless, jobless, mentally ill, serially romantically ambiguous, committment phobic, still-living-with-her-parents, diploma/ged-free, out-of-school-for-years Joy you know and love or hate will be no more
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Choosing daily between the sleepy apathy of substances and the traumatic empath-esque flood of intolerable namless forboding is exhausting and hopeless
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As is normal for me and freakish for others, John and myself decided we were in love before we decided we were an "official couple". Butttt, now that we are, so much should be simplified. Douches hitting on me, ex's and their gf's having complications, the werx. Not to mention I am thrilled and cherished and so, so lucky!