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Personal Story. Futility 3.

When I wake up in the morning the first thing I feel is excitement of  a “Queen Mary”-type ship coming into New York harbor. The journey through treacherous dark mist and shifting winds, the dodging iceberg nightmares is over and … Continue reading

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Depression. Personal History 2.

One dark, cold morning I woke up at 6:48, 2 minutes before my alarm went off with a realization that I have another 10 years of pain and suffering in front of me. That thought paralyzed my breathing, my whole … Continue reading

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