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Why am I writing this here???
I fear that I am not good enough. That people ridicule me. I have reasons. I fear hat I will not preveil in anything. Why can't I answer my own questions? For the answers that I long to hear. I stop and think. Could these people just be pulling on the strings that are bound to break, the very ones that kep me up? I am afraid. I have lost intrest in most things that I loved. I am losing the spark inside of me. My light is fading.