wow... send me to meet my maker. i wish i could handle this. but if i could then it wouldn't be called a disorder now would it? it so fucking hard. i've never been so frusterated in all my life. i want to go home and the letters on the keyboard are blurry because of the tears forming in my eyes. an utter sense of helplessness. like you don't have
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