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Life, which is now the most painful ordeal conceivable, was happy then, the same life. A cruel kind of joke, you’ll agree.
Nothing can force me to endure what I hate, compel me to suffer, to accept suffering, indignity, nothing, no one, not even God.
Yes I would like he thinks to live in such a way that I could vanish into thin air at any time without affecting anyone and in fact I feel that for me this would constitute the perfect and perhaps the only acceptable life. At the same time I want desperately to be loved.
