The emaciated mind

I hate this. I hate the rapid pulse, the lump in my throat, the muted sounds, the shortness of breath, and the burning feeling in my eyes. I truly, fully hate this- in every manifestation of hate that is currently known. I would do anything to relieve this burden too heavy. No prayers seem yet to grant solace, and bottles yield only terrifying dreams.

I do not see how the mind can flourish without the heart to give it life.

-Kierkegaard

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