Part 44

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-This is what I am. I have periods of enormous self destructive depression, where I go completely off the trolley & lose all sight of reality and reason.

-I've always been the girl in the back of the clad that nobody ever notices. Someone who is completely ignored. I've never been beautiful , nothing near perfect. I struggle with my appearance. My insecurities literally eat me alive.

-pain is hidden by long sleeves and baggy sweatshirts,
Behind bloodshot eyes and stale breath,
Written in light graphite on crinkled sheets in shoeboxes,
Therapy sessions and 2 am text messages.

I literally feel all this pain hitting me all at once, my entire world seems to be crashing down..

-Stay strong-
-darling, you'll be okay-❤

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