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I'm about ready to give up.

I have been walking around for three days, burning through resources, and putting a wear and tear on my suit that is going to take me months to recover from - if I can. There is a careful balance of scavenging I need to survive, and I typically stay inside and go our once a week for a couple hours to poke around and grab things. Here, I am out twelve hours a day, pushing my suit's endurance, and putting more than three or four month's of beating on my survival suit in just three days. The seals are taking a beating, and I am running low on parts to keep this up.

Not to mention how tired I am. I have never been so tired in my life. Wearing a bulky and heavy suit, walking for kilometers, and going up and down piles of rubble and stairs all day are draining me physically and mentally. I come home covered in sweat, and I fall unconscious and dehydrated when I get back home. My feet hurt. I feel sick. I know this is taking a toll on me and there will be a price to pay later.

I am finding a lot of new places, and venturing out father than I had ever been, so I can't say I have been wasting my time. I found a couple new salvage spots, but I had to note them and move on. If the girl in the orange suit is still around here, I need to keep looking before she wanders off and this all is just a huge loss for me.

My mind too. Seeing all this, where people lived once, haunts me. You think you would get used to it, but you don't. I come home and my hands are shaking and I don't know why. I wake up in a sweat but I don't know why. I am paralyzed by fear in sudden random moments but I don't know why.

But I know why.

I just can't make sense of why it happens when it does.

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Featuring Dawn from hivewire3d.com/

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I'm about ready to give up.

I have been walking around for three days, burning through resources, and putting a wear and tear on my suit that is going to take me months to recover from - if I can. There is a careful balance of scavenging I need to survive, and I typically stay inside and go our once a week for a couple hours to poke around and grab things. Here, I am out twelve hours a day, pushing my suit's endurance, and putting more than three or four month's of beating on my survival suit in just three days. The seals are taking a beating, and I am running low on parts to keep this up.

Not to mention how tired I am. I have never been so tired in my life. Wearing a bulky and heavy suit, walking for kilometers, and going up and down piles of rubble and stairs all day are draining me physically and mentally. I come home covered in sweat, and I fall unconscious and dehydrated when I get back home. My feet hurt. I feel sick. I know this is taking a toll on me and there will be a price to pay later.

I am finding a lot of new places, and venturing out father than I had ever been, so I can't say I have been wasting my time. I found a couple new salvage spots, but I had to note them and move on. If the girl in the orange suit is still around here, I need to keep looking before she wanders off and this all is just a huge loss for me.

My mind too. Seeing all this, where people lived once, haunts me. You think you would get used to it, but you don't. I come home and my hands are shaking and I don't know why. I wake up in a sweat but I don't know why. I am paralyzed by fear in sudden random moments but I don't know why.

But I know why.

I just can't make sense of why it happens when it does.

***

Featuring Dawn from hivewire3d.com/

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