
TOP_5_KANGA
A coward died, no one remembered him.
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- Sep 18, 2024
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My fumos are one of my few escapes from reality, they are so silly and sweet that they motivate me to keep going. I don't have anyone to talk to, sometimes I just talk to them and I sound like someone with schizophrenia, or sometimes I cry hugging them. but I don't care, I'm happy. They help me forget years of isolation, Stigmatization and exclusion.
I'm thinking of talking to my psychologist about this situation. She'll probably call me schizophrenic and prescribe me shitty medication, but I'm happy, I don't care, and nothing surprises me.
I'm thinking of talking to my psychologist about this situation. She'll probably call me schizophrenic and prescribe me shitty medication, but I'm happy, I don't care, and nothing surprises me.