I Got What I Wanted. Why Wasn't I Happier?
Maybe getting what I wanted wasn't disappointing. Maybe I'd simply expected it to make me feel something it was never capable of making me feel.
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Anonymous essays from inside an ordinary mind.
I'm not anonymous so I can hide.
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Why I'm Not Telling You Who I Am
I'm not writing because I've figured life out. I'm writing because I'm beginning to realise how much I haven't.