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Life is an endless series of horrible events. Why is all this happening? I don't want this, it’s all killing me over and over. I hate life, I hate waking up every morning, I hate existing, I hate being capable of feeling emotions and sensations—I hate life. But I want to wake up on a cold, early morning, step outside, and feel the snow that fell overnight beneath my bare feet. I want to feel calm and at peace in this life. Contradictory, isn't it?
