I’m worried about you.You’ve gone beyond grief and despair. It’s like you read and believed that marquis over the doorway: Abandon all hope ye who enter here.

Why does it make sense for you to quit trying? How did you get disconnected? So crazy that nothing seems to matter to you anymore?

A thousand roses and ten thousand thorns each grow from the same stems.

What makes you happy? When do you smile?

Help us. Find a connection. Rekindle hope for a better tomorrow.

There’s still today for making a difference.

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