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I took a bag with things from your hands and left.

At first he returned to his parents, but it was even more impossible to live with them.
Moreover, I was not in that state when I could adequately meet the attacks of my stepfather, who hated me for not being what a normal man and son should be, and endure the cry of a mother who never understood why the son never married.
I arranged with one friend and moved to his apartment.
It was a tiny one-room kennel, which he had once rented to students.
Now it was empty and was crammed with ancient furniture, packs of waste paper and some sort of junk, which all could not wait for their exile to the country.
I somehow trampled my way between the room, the toilet and the kitchen and healed.

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I could write that I had lived in my pleasure, but I did not get any pleasure.
Then I started having serious problems with the psyche and nervous system.
I got hooked on antidepressants.
At night I was tormented by nightmares and I could not sleep, and in the morning I could not get up to go to work.
My thoughts constantly revolved around my past life, I finally believed that I could never be at least a little happy.
The problems started at work and in the end, after a couple of months, I was just fired.
Nobody forced me to pay for an apartment, but I was deprived of any means in existence.
I ate bread, drank it with tea, and spent the rest of the stash, which I managed to save up while still working, on cigarettes.
Then came the first thoughts of suicide.
At first, quite harmless to themselves, they soon became an obsession.

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The first time I grabbed a knife one night, when insomnia tormented me, squeezing my last strength.
I was alone and no one needs.
Too sharp feeling was that I can handle it myself.
I cut myself both hands, smearing in blood all the linen and myself.
On the left hand he slashed too hard and injured his tendons, so that his fingers still do not always obey.
But to die, I did not die.
My head cleared up by itself, I bandaged the cuts, and from mid-night to dinner I lay in bed, buried in a pillow.
Then such crises were a few more times, until one of my friends from my previous work met me on the street.
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