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You don’t know how much you want to live until you’re about to die. I used to think I made peace with death – that it would actually be a blessing to be taken out of this cruel world. Just existing, surviving, and doing day-to-day things to stay alive and healthy – it’s all exhausting.…
I used to dislike cold weather and rain when I was younger. It made everything such a hassle: getting picked up from school where the roads would flood, ruining clothes, not being able to play outside. It did provide the chance to replace curriculum with movie days at school sometimes. But now, I’ve grown to…