**note**
This is not my story. It is my friend's. And yes, it is true. She asked me to publish it. It's from her sacred journal. It's not a story she made up, it's her life. It's in quotes because they're her exact words
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"While others sleep at night, I stay awake walking the tight rope across the abyss. The black, suicidal abyss my depression created for me. I have fallen before. I have fallen many times before. But now, k seem to be chained to the rope. So when I do fall, I never truly fall. I hate the chain. I want to fall into the abyss, but I can't. He is the chain; the only thing keeping me from falling deep into the inescapable blackness. Sometimes I wonder where I would be if I never would have met him. I would be in that abyss. I would be laying dead in that blackness. Never to breathe a single breath or speak a single word ever again. Gone. I would be gone without the chain. That chain is what's holding me here. He is what's holding me here."
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Arbitrary Thoughts
Short StoryJust random things that come to my head. And other things as well. The majority of these are not true but it's your job to figure out which is which.
