To Thrive

July 13, 2021

Thrive. Thriving. Thrived.

I'm sorry I lied.

'No worries, I know you did your best. Let's try a different solution.'

Bottomless tears now dried.

'I know what you are thinking. Please, I don't want to go.'

I'm sorry I died.

'Why did you do it? What about your loved ones?'

...

'Is it too late to seek help for our relentless depression..? Hello..?'

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