Self doubts.
Fears.
Self hate.
Depression.
Social isolation.

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Why am I doing this?
Is this place good for me?
Is this what I want?
Am I homosexual?
Am I bisexual?
Am I heterosexual?
Am I talented?
Are they proud?
Am I a good son?
Are they pretending to love me?
Do they secretly hate me?
Am I a mistake?
Am I lonely?
Am I a bad person?
Why is it so hard to make friends?
Why am I so afraid of everything?
Am I mentally ill?
Will I die alone?
Why do I fear death?
Why do I feel lost?
Who really am I?
Etc, etc, etc...



The self questions.
The PAIN.
They never stop.

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Vent fractal.
The strongest one, with a meaning that is hard to explain.


Probably the last I'll make. For now.






None of this makes sense.