Someone told me many years ago that everything in life has a purpose. I have a mental illness. My mental illness was a gift. Due to having a mental illness I get government benefits, i live in a low income housing program in a nice house paying low rent and I live a good life. All my needs are met. My life would be better if I went out to fun places but I think I have agoraphobia. I also have all the time in the world to do what I like.
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