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Yesterday I decided to write up all my sister's journals and self publish them. I have a few handwritten journals and of course, her life journal.

I started with the first one I had, from 1995 and she was talking about how she never feels peaceful, and said 'I'll probably die in turmoil."

And she did. She did die in turmoil. She was paranoid and panicking and alone. I hate that she knew this. I hate that it came true. Maybe I can't do this. Maybe I need to pay someone else to transcribe this for me.

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