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I wake up, and I’m hit with a pang of fear. A voice in my head says “It’ll be okay whatever happens.” I open my eyes to flashes of neon green, patches of darkness, and bright white lights. I know the room is pitch black, these lights are just in my eyes.

Every morning, I wait for the lights to settle and the darkness to fade. Sometimes I stand up too soon and immediately regret it. It takes anywhere from a few seconds to a few…