Another bad day

Today it was better, writing felt like pulling teeth rather than vomiting. I just dont care anymore. I've tried medicine, I've tried prayer, I've tried therapy, and nothing helps. I feel like I'm being punished. I dont think I want to do anything anymore. I just want to stop.

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