
Day 2: Every day is a fresh introduction to Hell. I find myself waking up in a place I once considered home. Now it’s just a place I go to when I need to refresh my memory of why I do everything I do. Every day that comes and goes I pray to a God that I am no longer allowed to believe in a death that will not come. Having to be forced to fight my way through this life is as daunting as breathing…
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