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𝕲𝕰𝕹𝕰𝕿𝕴𝕮 𝕱𝕬𝕿𝕬𝕷𝕴𝕾𝕿 -- ᛏᚱᚢᛏᚺ
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Nothing about my life or health is stable. My vision is 6x beyond what is considered “legally blind”. It gets worse every year. I think that one day I’ll lose it. I have a recurring deformity that has a very high chance to come back over and over again despite surgeries. On top of that facially hideous balding blah blah blah if you’re reading you probably know how I failed damn near every lottery in my birth. ND abused dog controlled by my fear. It’s like everything about my life is a puzzle piece to explain why I am the way I am. Maybe to truly live I need to force myself into everything I’m scared of. But then I could crash. A great paradox. What are you supposed to do when your body says memento mori, but your mind wants to lay down and watch the days go by through the window without you for 10 more years? Why did I get this burden placed on my shoulders? Where is my story?
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