The only reason I have a roll of toilet paper in my room is because I'm sick and my family never has tissues in the house and I am very proud of myself for that.
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I never spent time seeking joy. I only spent time making a bed comfortable enough in sadness to bare it. Now, I'll see and work at finding joy.
This is a continuation of "We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human".