Some Qi Gong

Even though I do Qi Gong everyday, I still can not avoid getting sick, such as with a sore throat.

I miss my 60kg body. I miss the ways things used to be. That is the price to pay for mental illness.

Now, I’m just a shattered shell. I am a husk of what I used to be.

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