When things fall apart: end

This series was not meant to be a terrifying roller coaster for my family. It was not meant to be harmful, or anxiety inducing.

I failed in what I was trying to achieve. An archive. A roadmap. A before, to view during the after.

I suppose in all of this all I’ve managed to do is prove that I am a narcissist, and that even if I do get help, I probably don’t deserve to live.

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