I already know it's been a problem. It's a problem for everyone else. I caused trouble. I caused trouble for you, making you come here when you probably didn't even want to in the first place. I've been going to the Attendants about this for several months already, and there was absolutely nothing I could do, other than acknowledge that all this would have happened anyway. I already acknowledged this problem exists. You know what I was told? That I had to be a good person--some vague standard that will make all my problems go away! It was way too good to be true.

[ He laughs as if he can't believe what he's hearing from his own mouth. It's broken and hollow. Terry already snapped a while ago. ]

I tried to find any and all methods except one to try and mitigate my situation, but in the end, nothing worked, other than me having to accept this shitty aspect that was forced on me that I never asked for. It's not as easy as just accepting them and just moving on, forgetting that I have this aspect or pretending that it isn't as important.

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My friend almost died because of this about two months ago. It's nothing good. I didn't even feel like myself.