It seems like I've come to a point when I feel like things can only go one of two ways:
It will get tremendously worse and swallow me alive.
Or there is still hope for me and I'll be able to pull myself out.
At this point, I'm leaning towards the former. . . :/
I used to think I had something to believe in.
But when you get to a point, you only have
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