Sometimes it feels like my life is on rails and I am just a passenger, watching it all go by. Work, video games, sleepless nights, repeat. I drag myself from one day to the next like I am half awake, half alive. I keep a

After yet another long, drawn-out night, just lying awake and staring at the ceiling, waiting for the chance to finally sleep, I can’t help but wander through all the “what ifs” of my life. It feels like the darkness act

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