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"I've hadn't a good nights rest in years. Who has time for sleep when there's a traitor on the loose. I've been wandering from planet to planet having to deal with the galaxies biggest scumbags and wastes of space. My life turned upside down. Me a once proud respected warrior who thrived on protecting the people I cared for turned into the very being I despise. Turning into an absolute nobody forced to survive by becoming a criminal myself."

"The lowlifes look at me like they want me dead or they think i'm worth something to them. I feel like I'm going insane. Maybe I already am. I'm probably so far gone I can't tell which way is up. My mind slowly bending till it cracks. But I don't care, nothing that happens to me could be any worse than what i'm going to do to the one who sold us out. It's all I think about. Over time I close my eyes I just see the fire, burning everything that I used to fight for. I'm so blinded by it that days and months just fly by me. Does time even matter anymore? "

"The food I eat has no taste to me. The things I touch have no feel anymore. I look in the mirror and I see a pathetic tired old woman who's failed everyone including herself. I hate myself. I'd end it all right now if I didn't have someone I needed to end first. I can't die knowing I'd let the murderer go without answering for the actions."

"More months have gone by. I've only gathered scraps for leads but I guess its better than nothing. I know now currency was traded in order to find people of my species and who might know more but lack too many resources to come close to finding them. Ugh Fuck, if I only had some real help I could make progress faster. Who am I kidding im on my own and I always will be, this is my fight after all."

"Moving on? I wouldn't dare consider it. Not after everything that's happened. All of shit I've done would be for nothing. Its all eating away at me, but it's got to be the right thing! I let my friends down once in life, I couldn't bare to do it again. I don't think I could live with myself... But then again, is this living? Being chained up by my thoughts, suffocating, dying inside. Is it all worth it? I don't even know anymore."

Your own mind can be your strongest chain from reality.

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"I've hadn't a good nights rest in years. Who has time for sleep when there's a traitor on the loose. I've been wandering from planet to planet having to deal with the galaxies biggest scumbags and wastes of space. My life turned upside down. Me a once proud respected warrior who thrived on protecting the people I cared for turned into the very being I despise. Turning into an absolute nobody forced to survive by becoming a criminal myself."

"The lowlifes look at me like they want me dead or they think i'm worth something to them. I feel like I'm going insane. Maybe I already am. I'm probably so far gone I can't tell which way is up. My mind slowly bending till it cracks. But I don't care, nothing that happens to me could be any worse than what i'm going to do to the one who sold us out. It's all I think about. Over time I close my eyes I just see the fire, burning everything that I used to fight for. I'm so blinded by it that days and months just fly by me. Does time even matter anymore? "

"The food I eat has no taste to me. The things I touch have no feel anymore. I look in the mirror and I see a pathetic tired old woman who's failed everyone including herself. I hate myself. I'd end it all right now if I didn't have someone I needed to end first. I can't die knowing I'd let the murderer go without answering for the actions."

"More months have gone by. I've only gathered scraps for leads but I guess its better than nothing. I know now currency was traded in order to find people of my species and who might know more but lack too many resources to come close to finding them. Ugh Fuck, if I only had some real help I could make progress faster. Who am I kidding im on my own and I always will be, this is my fight after all."

"Moving on? I wouldn't dare consider it. Not after everything that's happened. All of shit I've done would be for nothing. Its all eating away at me, but it's got to be the right thing! I let my friends down once in life, I couldn't bare to do it again. I don't think I could live with myself... But then again, is this living? Being chained up by my thoughts, suffocating, dying inside. Is it all worth it? I don't even know anymore."

Your own mind can be your strongest chain from reality.