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I keep telling myself that I would love to move to a place where nobody knows me and that this move would make me happy. That it would force me to make new connections. Then I realize that if I move to a place like that, I would live there for years and probably never even make acquaintances.
when you think about it you may even destroy the new place’s people who try to get to know you and you may not fit in with them …
you’ll be the strange weirdo among them, and you’ll be laughed at for your smallest mistakes ………… death is more merciful