Sunday nights fill me with a dread I cant fully explain
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A lot of people replay the same thoughts and still show up tomorrow.
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Reading this felt like looking in a mirror. You put words to something I have carried silently for a long time. Thank you for being brave enough to post it.
If no one has told you today: you are doing better than you think, and you do not have to have it all figured out to be worthy of a good life.
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