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Theo
What makes life worth living?
Well as of now I would conclude that it has to be this sandwich.
I took another bite walking up to the building pushing the door open smiling pushing away the familiar sinking feeling I get whenever I walk in there.
I've been going to it once a week for the last three months.
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"Support group?" I asked.
Dr.Garcia nodded, "I think it'll be good for you."
"Why?"
"Meet new people," he told me, "be around people also struggling."
"Sounds a little depressing doc."
"I don't think so."
"Do you know what's not depressing?" I asked.
"What?"
"Dates."
He sighed, "Theo I will not go on a date with you."
"Worth a try."
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As I walked in Matt smiled at me.
He's a nice man, tall, with dark hair with light eyes, and always has a tall coffee cup in his hand.
He's the one who supervises and leads these things.
I hate coffee personally, but he puts creamer and stuff in it so I guess that makes it slightly better.
I'm not sure why people like that shit.
"How are you today Theo?"
"Fantastic," I smiled, "as always."
"Good," he patted my shoulder, "take a seat."
I scanned the room before sitting next to a random guy I've never seen before. He glanced over at me as I smiled, "I'm Theo."
He gave me a small nervous smile, "Will."
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