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I can't do this anymore. Let me be a free soul; take from me everything you can, just let me escape. I feel like a dead person, merely existing—that's my story, my pain. Sometimes I feel insane; I can't smile anymore when everything around me feels like a war. My heart feels like a home of pain without any complaint. I want to break this silence without any violence. This is the story I want to tell. This story only holds pain.
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WHEN AN OVERTHINKER THINKS
Non-FictionFor overthinkers and any person who can relate if they are depressed or anything it's for you
