A nightmare that you wake up from, only to realize you didn't really wake up.

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Dear Diary,

Sorry I haven't written in so long. My phone is fixed.

I'm sad. Really sad. unbearably sad. I don't know what to do about it. This always happens. I always end up sad soon enough. And then I get better. Then sad again. It never stops. It's like a nightmare that you wake up from, only to realize you didn't really wake up. A moment's release and then the worst hits you again.

I want it to end. I want it to be over, but it never is. I'm stuck. I don't see a light at the end of this tunnel. There's no way out.

Yours,
Paisley Marin

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