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imposed on me, I began almost immediately to falter. I felt no enthusiasm for a summer vacation, or spending time with family or old high school friends, and in spite of the objective evidence of good grades, I couldn’t summon any particular pride in what I’d accomplished. Instead, I felt gloomy, uncertain, and oddly depleted.
The Center Cannot Hold: My Journey Through Madness
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