It hits me sometimes. I don't know if it's depression or fatigue or both. All I know is sometimes I'm not in my right mind. I know that the things I'm feeling about how hopeless it all is, about how nobody likes me, aren't really true. But knowing that doesn't stop it from hurting. I try to stay out of trouble when it is upon me. And kindness comes to mean so much to me. The people who reach out to me. Someone from an internet forum I used to be on wrote to me and said "really missing your loving and peaceful, altruistic input." At times like this, when I feel so fragile, such small kindnesses are my lifelines.
You never know when some small kindness you do to someone will mean a lot to them.
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