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It occurs to me, out of the blue, that on some level I feel horrifically guilty because I'm still here and a bunch of other people I know are not.
I mean. I know I have a right to be here. I've got a reason to be here, I have a purpose.
I need to remember this. It's not a sin for me to be here.
I know this sounds melodramatic and emo as shit. But this is survivor's guilt.
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I mean. I know I have a right to be here. I've got a reason to be here, I have a purpose.
I need to remember this. It's not a sin for me to be here.
I know this sounds melodramatic and emo as shit. But this is survivor's guilt.
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