I know so many people have a worse life than me. I have a pretty good life. I have a loyal husband, two healthy children, and a good job. Why then, do I feel like wiping myself off of the planet? I hate people who feel sorry for themselves. I don't feel sorry for myself, it's not like I'm really sad about anything in particular. I'm just sad. I'm overwhelmingly, pathetically sad, and I have to fight off this horrible monster in my head who wants me to die.
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