I feel like my life has come to a halt. A dead stop. I am realizing that so many of the things I wanted to do in my life I will never get to do. Seems like all I'm living on these days is misery. Am I supposed to make the best of a life that will always just be a little bit worse? Or do I cut and run? My life is all-singing, all-dancing. It is a facade.
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