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I'm tired of pretending my loneliness doesn't consume me. I'm tired of pretending it doesn't hurt.
My loneliness is never-ending. I feel it, I sit with it, I mother it, and I have learned to love and hate it. It will forever be something I'll feel the most.
Being a lonely kid with a lot of love, exhausting. But you know what's worse than that? Being a lonely adult, still, with a lot of love inside.
As I write this, I try to recount the times I felt happy. I try to recount the days I didn't feel lonely and didn't have the need to fill that bottomless well. I fail. I fail, there were no times, and no days.
Everything hurts.
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