I am Done

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I fell.

Fell from hell.

It hurt when I landed.

but now I understand the emotion of happy.

I lived in this dark, depressing joke of a life.

And now it's like a light had been shined onto the situation.

Who knew that revealing and help could bring me to life.

I'm done.

But not with life.

For once I can say I'm done with being done with life.

I'm done with the constant anxiety.

I'm done with my torturous emotions.

I'm done with my depression.

I'm done.

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