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It's 2021. A crisp, late afternoon in the middle of August. We’re having a decent summer. There are people and their pets strolling through the park. And there I am, sitting on the grass in the shade, listening to the ring ring of a suicide helpline. Hold on. Wait. How did I get here? I was about to turn 30 and hadn't achieved anything I was told I was supposed to yet. I'd placed a world of expectation on my own shoulders and had not the foggiest clue how to make any of it a