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Being heavily medicated would be nice, but I’m all out. These pills sedate my mind and let me rest. They bring me to the universe of slumber, where I can escape reality and slip into the state of REM. Without them, the thought of you encircles my mind and these thoughts are filled with anxiety. I’ve tried escaping these thoughts but they come back and haunt me, time after time. Remembering that you used distance as an excuse was just a bunch of bullshit.