Long ago, when I was drinking, I disappeared. Given that I was still alive and didn’t have money to leave town I didn’t disappear very successfully, but nevertheless that was the objective. I was overwhelmed with the kind of terror that can only come from really bending your brain in a terrible direction for a long time, and some part of me thought that…
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