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I’ve never really seen the
pathetic side of my depression before but it’s so sad that it’s rather funny. I
moved my trousers into my wardrobe to stop my OCD since I didn’t want to
aggravate it. I took a step backwards, accidentally stepping on the Aladdin
jigsaw and misplacing a few pieces. Nothing broken that couldn’t be fixed
instantly and yet I fell upon the floor in a heap, like discarded clothing in a
teenager’s room. The snotty, crying, sexy mess that was me fixed that puzzle
even in the deluded state of pathetic being. It’s not really funny at all. I
felt like the world had ended. Now I just feel numb.
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