Matters of Depression
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"Hi everyone." I spoke softly.
"My name is Dakota and I have depression."
Heads around the room nod, waiting for me to tell them some sob story as to how I got be this way, but the truth is, I don't have one. I just woke up one day and realized I didn't like myself.
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