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[loadme]

Name: Monika
Date: Octeuril 18
Format: Text

Isn't it funny how you can spend weeks, months, and maybe even longer in trying to be a better person.

Only for a couple of bad days to make it feel like you lost most of your progress?

Comments

[usurpers]

A better person for who?

[loadme]

For myself.

And for all the friends I've made here.

[usurpers]

Other people are still part of the equation. It’s not for you.

Move forward, either way.

[loadme]

I pretty much have to, at this point.

I'd be miserable otherwise.

[usurpers]

You’d never make a difference, either. I’d turn it into a want rather than a need, to start.

[loadme]

This is what I want, to be better. I'm certain of it. I've never been more certain of anything.

[usurpers]

Nothing's stopping you now, right?

[loadme]

Not necessarily, but my brain has a habit of being pretty mean to me every now and again.