So Socratic
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It is 2am right now. I am drowning in mucus thanks to my allergies. I can't sleep and I don't know if I would want to if I could.
I am lonely.
I go to work and people often compliment me on the work I do; they say that I am so cheerful and happy. For the record, I work in a small neighbourhood toy store and I am often told that I fit there.
When people tell me those things I want to tell them that I am not happy. I want to tell them that most days I barely hold on.
I am lonely.
I go to work and people often compliment me on the work I do; they say that I am so cheerful and happy. For the record, I work in a small neighbourhood toy store and I am often told that I fit there.
When people tell me those things I want to tell them that I am not happy. I want to tell them that most days I barely hold on.