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Things haven’t always been this way. I wonder when and why it all started.

A series of events, I suppose, an incident of rejection, hate, jealousy perhaps. It doesn’t matter now. It’s been a slow long drawn out process.

A process that repeats itself, like a wave crashing on the shore, or more like a phoenix rising from the ashes.

Again and again and again.

Why do I do this? Build myself up, taking on an exciting new challenge and then shining for a few moments then, in different ways, self-sabotaging my happiness and burning to the ground. Making stupid choices. Making bad decisions. …

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Harlon Davey

Exploring the gap between the patient experience and public policy, unconflicted and patiently live and in by blog http://apatientvoice.com/

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