It feels like you’re sitting on the floor of a deep, dark pit. You look up and all you see is a distant, seemingly unreachable pinprick of sunlight.
It feels like you’re at the end of a dark, seemingly endless tunnel, running infinitely towards that pinprick of light at the end of the tunnel.
It feels like no matter how fast you run you just never reach the end of the tunnel where you know you’ll finally feel sunlight on your face and your soul will finally feel light again. Sometimes you stop running and sit against the wall of the tunnel in defeat. You bang your head and your fists against the walls screaming for help, screaming in defeat, screaming in desperation. But the sounds of your screams and the intensity of your pain and sadness are muted to everyone but you. They bounce and rebound against the walls…
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