How pathetic

It is all other people's ideas, all the thoughts have been had by someone else, and the crisi is not existential, it is not about whether or not  I am, or I have meaning.  There is meaning there is existence.  The crisis is whether or not I am unique, even a small amount of uniqueness would be enough to drag me away from this endless need for reassurance, god how pathetic.

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