Dear Midnight,
I hid in the toilets today. I couldn't take it. All I could think of was you and nothing else but you, until the breath caught in my throat and I couldn't breathe and I was crying and screaming and I felt horrible and I felt my heart hurt and my head hurt and everything just hurt and-
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Letters To Midnight
Short Story"Dear Midnight, I miss you. " Exploring grief, mental illness and what suicide does to families. TW: Anorexia, self harm, suicide
