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Sigh...
Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
I have no fight left in me, yet I still reach for my sword.
“I’m healing, but I’ll never be the same again.”
Maybe I romanticize my own misery
How to Maintain Eye Contact, Robert Wood Lynn
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“My crime was feeling everything too deeply, my punishment was surviving it.”
— Fyodor Dostoevsky
I romanticize the sadness because it’s the only thing that ever stayed