just think about how grateful your future self will be if you keep going. how glad you will be for having worked so hard. it will all be worth it.

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just think about how grateful your future self will be if you keep going. how glad you will be for having worked so hard. it will all be worth it.
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“Describe numbness,” he says. He sits opposite me with his legs crossed. His broad hands enclose mine. “Well it’s like standing on the edge of a cliff and not feeling afraid,” I tell him. I can’t stand the look he’s giving me so I divert my eyes. “It’s like knowing you should feel something but not being able to.”
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