Hold On Hope
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My name is Hope, and this isn't your average tale. I'll fall in love, cry, change along the way, and somehow try not to lose all hope. As ironic as that sounds.
DISCLAIMER:
Although this story is a work of fiction, the events are based on the real life experiences of myself and/or others. They are not meant to be taken lightly, since they are (as stated) based on actual events.
TRIGGER WARNINGS:
This story depicts acts and emotions revolving around self harm and suicide. It's meant to be a cautionary tale about getting help. If you or anyone you know is suffering from these thoughts or actions, they aren't alone. Please reach out to a professional, a suicide prevention hotline, or if in desperate need, please call your local emergency number.
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