Finding Myself In A Closet
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Another update... this one mostly meant to hold a rather important-to-me link.This is me. This is what I am... ...I don't know who wrote it, I don't think it matters exactly, other than whoever it is, I really wish they had a better life... a better outlook on it... ...that is me, there, in those words. There are days when if I can manage to take a single bowl upstairs, or pick up even a few pieces of clothing, or work on just one graphic... I feel as if I've done something BIG... and it's all I can do. I hate those days, I hate how often they come, I hate how guilty they make me feel and how hard it is to fight through them. This diary, the closet, I think I'm going to be reading a lot of it. It... yeah. It's me in those pages.
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