I am disappearing. For several years, there has been one last shred of myself left. Now it's nearly gone. What am I going to do? I'm finding it difficult to breathe. I just have to keep reminding myself of the one thing that keeps me alive. That one thing keeps me going. She is worth living for: my mom.
So how do I convince my brain of this? How do I keep fighting when I don't want to?
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