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Sometimes my thoughts scare me to the point of tears. A disease called logic claws its way through my brain, and I can’t think straight. All of a sudden, I stand before an abyss of emptiness and I don’t know what’s in front of me. Frightening ideas intoxicate my brain, ideas like “what if n... - Nonfiction > MemoirI don’t understand, truthfully I don’t want to. What I really want is to cry and mope and carry on. But I don’t want anyone to see me. I stare at the wall in my room and try to convince myself that it’s not the end of my world. That’s silly; the end of my world would be much more dramatic....
