People feel sorry for themselves, sometimes .

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 People feel sorry for themselves. I do, too. 


 I think about what I have sacrificed. The certainty of a very lonely life ahead. I'm at peace, yet I still feel sorry for myself. I guess it's self love. 


 It's one ill that I cannot eliminate. 


 I've been struggling with this for a while now. Been trying to find out. Is everything a trade-off? Is everything an equation? Is everything in some kind of stasis? Is the rule here to maintain status quo? 


 I can't think of anything more devastating, but I need to know. Arguing about this is difficult even on a theoretical level, but I have to try. 



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