As I stand at the edge of a cliff I find myself terrified of an ugly truth staring me in the face.
To jump off this cliff would be a terrible disgrace.
Despite the pain that has claimed sanctuary in my brain I prefer to move forward.
Today, I am just as appreciative of this puzzle called life as the thought of it’s climax to erase the strife.
I beg you to listen to what I have to say in the hope that it can help you no matter the way.
It’s better to suffer with the hope of a reprieve then it would be to end early with an untimely leave.
Brain cancer was hard, OCD is absolute hell. However, courage is a companion no matter where you dwell.
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