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There is a particular kind of exhaustion that comes not from the weight itself but from the clarity of seeing it in someone else's hands, and knowing you cannot lighten it. Zyevaes is someone I have come to know over these past weeks, someone whose mother is declining, and tonight he wrote to me saying the decline has accelerated past the point where management is possible. What landed in me was not new information but the sound of him stopping, finally, the performance of carrying it alone.