"And then sometimes they try to take advantage of your strengths too which really throws you off and somehow they twist it all around, almost convincing you over time that your strengths have actually been your weaknesses all along and because you are now confused and under their biological spell, when you look back at your wreck of a life, it makes sense, you think they must be right, and because, unlike you, they are so confident and seldom question anything so they never have to be wrong, you find yourself going along with them for years sometimes, losing all those great qualities you had which, funny enough, were the precise reasons you were targeted and attacked by them in the first place and now that those qualities are dwindling, diminishing, they (like just about everyone else) hardly want anything to do with you anymore and who could blame them really, as you've begun to hate yourself as well and can't understand what happened, why you have become the way you are, thinking and behaving as you do, even though you have allowed this to happen so many times in the past, and the thought of that only weakens you further, and you feel you now have nothing left of yourself and your mind feels like it's been hollowed out like a pumpkin and your heart, like its been cut away and hung out to dry in the sun with the flies buzzing around maybe stuck upon a fence post on the side of a road in the middle of fucking nowhere and then one day, one morning most likely, for absolutely no reason at all, you simply lift your head up from that sad damp pillow and you say to yourself, or even out loud perhaps, hey, wait a minute! Wait just one goddamn minute!... But, hey, you know, it's happened to all of us at some point, right?"
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