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CW: Severe depression. Go gently, dear heart. "I'm sorry" is the refrain of my 11:30 pm sob session. (This is why I've been going to be at 9 o'clock lately, I suspect.) I don't know why I'm here. I don't know why I need to tell you any of this. I've never been religious, but … Continue reading okay

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I've cleaned everything. I've Swiffered and dusted and wiped and laundered and lit nice fall-smelling candles and showered and poured a glass of water and chosen the right playlist and put on the comfy sweatshirt and the comfy socks and gotten cozy under the Spider-Man blanket and this is when the words are supposed to … Continue reading again