You can be held by your life. But you won't hang out there forever. The excruciating anguish may cause you to question your existence. You will be here to tell the tale, though. Mixed anxiety-depressive disorder may develop a cozy home inside of you. They won't have anywhere to sit anymore because the seat will be broken. You might believe that suffering is a natural part of existence. However, depending on how you respond to the circumstances that arise from it, pain won't feel welcome. It's simply a matter of time. It will eventually become a tale you tell, or at the very least, something you laugh about on a good day.
Getrude Mamathuntsha
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