Bed of Roses

[intr0spection]

You know when you are real young every problem in life seems like its the end of the world. You do that for a while. Then you get older and when problems happen they suck, but you can say to yourself, “Someday I will look back at this and laugh.” Then life throws some real shit at you. One thing after another after another. At some point

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[anonymous]

I can't possibly know the reasons for your despair. The phenomenon you've described here, however, is very familiar to me. From three paces behind Death, the view is always bleak.

I hope the knowledge that you don't suffer alone provides at least some reprieve. I hope, too, that things get better for you. I wish I had something more helpful to say.