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I am losing my mind.
I thought there was relief. The Teslafold generator is complete and working to perfection. I cannot recall any further blackouts at my workshop or house. Gordon has helped with watching me closely for falls or dizzy spells. It was lucky when he came to the household, even if his situation is temporary, it makes me feel better to have him there.
I wake in the mornings with my blood throbbing. I am exhausted by day’s end.
I’ve started lashing out at Gordon as if there is something he’s done to add to this misery. It is too disturbing to write here. I may have to move on after all. I cannot endanger Caledon innocents with my troubles.
It is raining. My future is dark.
I’m going for a swim. Perhaps an hour at the bottom of the Firth will cheer me.
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