What I am.
I am flawed
I climb the highest mountains and slip into the darkest abysses
I get jealous
I spend my days in fantasy
but I am a fighter
I can over come any challenge be it anxiety or man
I am built to overcome
I am a friend
I take others to the peaks of mountains and guide them through the darkest pit
even when I cannot do this for myself
I will always put myself out to help those in need
I am useful
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