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acid when you can't escape from reality. You can escape from yourself, At least for a while. You can act like you don't really have problems. I can act like I really don't need anybody. Because I don't. People are cruel, they don't care about my health, our health. They will throw you on the street, act like you never were alive. If your lucky you rest in memory. In others, not a second thought was made about you. They bring you into the world, act like they love you around people, then, the second that door closes, they will hurt you, scar you, mistreat you, mislead you. Take a pill and let all of it go, or in my case acid
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When anxiety and depression hits you like a hurricane, you have tunnel vision. You can't see anything, but what's happening in front of you. You can't think straight, and you can't process what's going on or why this is happening. Then all of a sudden you're stuck, and you get sent away to recover from the battle you've been fighting for so long.

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