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The depression isn't as bad as it used to be.

It comes and goes.

But there's some kind of dull ache,
a ringing in the ears
that can't seem to go away.
Like a lingering aftertaste.

It hasn't come back for a while.

But I know the darkness is still there.

I'm learning how to become the mirror less and less.

The mirror is what takes all of the pain and hurt.

I just observe.

I'm done.