I guess the first step to losing yourself in your disease...

... is the idealization of death.
If someone told me, "You know you could die from this, right?" I would sit there and stare at them for a long while. 
Yes - I know I could die from this - but isn't that what I want?
To slowly but surely shrink, crumble, and float away?
I used to be so afraid of dying, of death.
But the more I think of it, the nicer it sounds.
Death. Freedom. It's synonymous in my head.

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