There must be more to life than this …

How melodramatic. 

But I don’t feel melodramatic. There is no weeping and wailing; no tearing of clothes and hair. 

I just wonder, have wondered, am wondering: is this life my fault? How many bad decisions have led me here, sitting on my bed wondering if everything was a lie?

Will I ever be happy? Is happiness necessary? Am I? 

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