Thank You. (end)

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Thank you for giving my writing a chance to come into your heart, I bled myself dry and poured it onto these pages. You've made me the most vulnerable I've ever been, and this has helped me heal in ways I didn't know I needed to be healed. This journey of scraping my brain dry has been life-changing and I hope it has made at least one person feel less lonely. I hope you walk away with at least one thing, you can take your pain and you can change it into something beautiful, life-changing, and helpful for somebody going through something similar. This form of my soul started out as just my art to help me express my feelings, but it has now turned into ours, and I hope it does the same to you.

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