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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Sun, May. 29
... Lonely no more
There is nothing that intensifies loneliness more than falling asleep alone when your roommate's boyfriend is staying over. The sound of voices talking and laughing, drifting through the walls, makes everything that seemed okay during the day seem crushing and insurmountable in the middle of the night.

I thought I was growing up, but falling asleep last night with Becka and Alex talking in the next room brought back every insecurity and memory of the months on end that I cried--sobbed--myself to sleep.

Nights are hard enough as it is, but waking up to the same thing in the morning is nearly unbearable.
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posted at 11:03 a.m.