If someday you happen to find me shoeless, sleeping on a sewer grate, screaming incoherently at the sky, and shitting in the middle of the sidewalk, please don’t concern yourself with my rights. Bring me somewhere safe and make me stay there until I’m ready to not live like that.
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Thanks for the kind words.
Oh boy… if I had the answers. Haha. One thing people need to accept is, many of these folks don’t want help. No one ever expresses that because most aren’t deep in it like I’ve been. Many are so ill, they want to be entirely free and let alone. 1/ -
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