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No matter what I wanted, I would act like a robot in the process of achieving that goal. I could never shake off the feeling that I was being consumed as a part of the society in my day to day life.
I believed others would be the same. As such, I didn’t trust them as much as I didn’t trust myself. Honestly, it was hard for me to put on an amiable face for a stranger.
Yet the reason why I could endure this harsh world while being considerate toward others was because of ...
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