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4

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review version

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html import

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Events

first seen date

2025-01-13 15:56:49

expired found date

-

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2025-01-13 15:56:49

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mp saved date

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Open Graph

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PSEUDOMONAZ

description

True Existence In A False World...

site name

PSEUDOMONAZ

author

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2026-01-26 01:08:15

raw text

PSEUDOMONAZ | True Existence In A False World… PSEUDOMONAZ True Existence In A False World… Menu Skip to content Home About Contact Search Search for: …the story continues. December 30, 2022 December 30, 2022 / Mona / 4 Comments September 2021, a month before mom’s surgery, I was extremely sad and anxious. I would get frequent migraine attacks and panic induced headaches. I used to cry a lot.. like you wouldn’t believe. I would cry for every simple displeasure.. a minute finger cut, any emotional video, any news of death or injury.. like every fucking thing. I secluded myself from most people and liked to be alone. I had no will to exercise or walk or talk. I would get tired for after miniscule amount of work. Any energy I spent was for my mother’s well being and nothing else. After a rather depressive episode my mother asked my brother to take me to a doctor. And that was when I saw a psychiatrist. And as soon as I met him I started crying. Like ...

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