how it felt

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I can't remember how I was before I destroyed myself. 

I can't remember how it felt to be happy on days on end

how it felt to not be drowned by anxiety and panic every day

how it felt to want to wake up and start the day

how it felt to hang out with friends without wondering if they really liked you

how it felt to talk to my family without being forced to

how it felt to love

I can't remember how it felt to want to live. 


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