Everything Little Thing Is Gonna Be Alright.
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While reading the content that this book contains you might think, "Oh we have another depressed, suicidal kid".
No. I'm not depressed and I'm not suicidal.
I am a person who will look at all these "Terms" such as "Depression" "Anxiety" "Suicide" in the eyes and tell them "Fuck You".
I will overcome all the hardships and misery that this life of mine has to offer. I will turn my sorrows into happiness and laugh at my fate cause this time, I have nothing to hold back and nothing to hold onto.
Go big or go home.
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Hi! QueenBee and I am here to rock your world. Kidding, I am here to inspire you and to tell you that you are not alone. My life isn't as easy as it seems, trust me when I tell you that no one's life is as easy as it seems and not everyone's problems are the same.
There are days where we scroll through random sad posts and go like, "OMG! SAME FAM SAME" or "I FEEL YA". No, you cannot possibly feel what the other person is. Your problems are not the same as his. You both are on different levels of the same problem.
Just like you have many volumes of one book, you have many levels of pain and misery and not everyone is on the same level.
It feels as if one day you're reading a book and then next you know they're making a movie on it and sometimes the movies aren't as great as you expected it to be.
It feels as though people here are having a competition as to who has it the worst in life and rub their problems in each other's face instead of looking for a solution.
I am here to help you find a solution, I may or may not be able to help you but I sure as hell won't give up without even giving it a try.
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