Lucy GrealyAt times I was desperate and could find no solace anywhere. Nothing seemed to work, and the weight of being trapped in my own body made it difficult to lift even a hand off the sheets.
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At times I was desperate and could find no solace anywhere. Nothing seemed to work, and the weight of being trapped in my own body made it difficult to lift even a hand off the sheets. I had been suffering from depression, but was at a loss for what to do. I felt that I needed some kind of intervention or help if I was going to be able to get better. I couldn't imagine being trapped in my own body any longer.
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