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I've come to a halt. My body doesn't want to move, it is breathing out air, inhaling and exhaling but moving, no. It is done, I am done, my brain, my body, every nerve in my system is done. I recently watched this show called “Feel good” in hopes to feel good myself, and it hit me like an epiphany, how comedy often masks the complexities of nature, we call it mental health. So, now that I've watched something that was supposed to be feel good, and I don't feel good after it, I think that the feelings that are resonated by my mind, my body, will go unnoticed. I don't know how to feel about it and whom to talk about it. So, now, my body is in this state of self loathing with an ounce of anxiety because I wanted to watch something that'd make me feel good, but instead I watched something that made me miserable.

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