j think i may be entering a point of no return . new life can give me more maybe ? idk what it means im in a maze of my own creation and none of the wonders im saying can tell me what to do next

so they put my dad in a backroom. the sink with floor handles has a constant drip creating humidity. he got moved the last room at the icu. it’s the same nurse as last time, kinda hot but a bit short with me.

in a lot of ways i feel like my light is dimming and im not quite sure how to stop it. my mind only feels capable of forming friendships and even then i dont think its fruitful if i cant bring anything to the table

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