I love him so much.
All I'm trying to do is care for him.
All he's doing is pushing me away.
I don't know what I'm doing wrong.
But I don't know how to fix this.
He is the one I wanna marry.
I wish he'd tell me the same.
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My life in recovery.
PoetryDiagnosed with depression at 11, Anorexia and bulimia at 12, Anxiety at 14, Raped and diagnosed with PTSD at 15. I thought I'd never get better. I thought I wasn't going to make it to 16. Here I am now, 18 years old. ♥️ Still in recovery But ge...
