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August 10th 2004

Today I just did not want to go out, as is so common nowadays I felt exhausted, depressed and under a lot of pressure. Pressure which I might add is mostly self induced as though there is an increasingly urgency to get a lot accomplished in as short a time as possible. One of my OCD ruminations and obsessions is a preoccupation with the passing of time and the need to find some fulfilment in the midst of my very stressful life. I guess I am desperate to find some happiness; to feel that I have contributed something and that my presence here has not been totally useless and occupied with unrelenting OCD, an incapacitating illness which for me and countless others renders the pursuit of a normal and fulfilling life extremely difficult. And with the passing years I feel an increasing sense of hopelessness and frustration. In addition to OCD and other illnesses I often feel at a disadvantage to most people whom it appears can accomplish much more in a shorter space of time, such people it seems are more capable and more able to accomplish complex tasks which require far more mental agility than I appear capable.

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