Affliction is Not a Term of Endearment
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Last published Sun, Apr 27, 2014
I always felt guilty for not having problems. And when I say problems, I mean problems like I-have-depression problems, or my-parents-are-really-shitty-and-I-don't-want-to-be-here problems.
Funny how things change, isn't it?
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