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Finding a place in this world is not something that I do well.

Many times have I found my way, but been taken off the path.

That same path is what seems to be forever lost to me now.

I have no one else to blame for this but myself, however.

I hate myself for that.

I've isolated myself in society.

I've made myself a burden on those closest to me.

No options have I thought of to solve this issue.

Truculence envelopes my mind.

Not towards others, but towards myself.

Horrid nightmares and numbness overtake my strength

and bring weakness upon me.

I give and give and give.

No matter what, they continue to take and take and take.

I'm not an object!

I'm not just some toy on a shelf that they can

play with and put back until they need something again.

I live, and I breath.

I laugh, and I feel joy.

I bleed, and I feel pain.

I'll admit I'm unique.

I am an individual.

But I am made of the same substance that creates all of us.

I am like you.

So, treat me as you would treat yourself.