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That she didn't even think I'd hit 30. I shrugged and told her that the light having gone out in my eyes should have told her so.

She laughed and said, "dark humor. You sound like my brother. That makes you....at least three years older. 33?"

I told her that I'll be 36 next month. And that my greys are coming in. And that while some days are very difficult for a person like me, I'm grateful that I've come this far. That I'm lucky to have hit 35.

I never thought I'd live to see 30. I've managed my depression and anxiety disorder for years. I've lost too many relatives and friends to suicide and the first funeral as a result of suicide had me missing the second grade.

Death is all around us. From the on-going genocide in Gaza, Congo, Sudanz etc. To the recent lynchings in the U.S. Brown peoples numbers of being murdered and rape rape have skyrocketed since ICE got their bonus checks.