"what are two negative thoughts you don't want anymore" I'm so tired of the doom and gloom. I'm tired of feeling like our society is careening to apocalypse, between the pandemic, climate change, neoNazis, etc. etc. it just all feels so hopeless all the time. a second thought I'm tired of is fear of aging. I'm trying to exercise and eat better, which goes okay-ish but sometimes when I get pains or have difficulty during or from working out, i'm concerned that my age is the problem.
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