I appreciate y’all. But the amount of stress I’ve been thru with suppressing my identity, past trauma, current reality, explosive arguments, addiction, binge eating… My blood is purple, my lungs are full of fluid, walking is difficult because my limbs feel weightless (low oxygen probably), my skin is yellow, my weight is 15 pounds lower and my blood pressure is low But my pulse is high. I know y’all are optimistic and I so appreciate that but I just don’t think or feel it’s saveable. I’m trying to spend moments being myself more and connecting with cashiers…. Uber drivers… lol. I’m dying with very unhealed mental illness. Not many friends. Very depressing but eh.
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