Angst drabbles
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Last published Thu, Mar 20, 2025
These were poems and little works that I wrote in the midst of my unmediated depression back in 2016.
If anyone reads these and relate to them, please know that there are many resources available for you. I will list some below. I was able to find a way out of the darkness and you will too!
Crisis services
24/7 Crisis Hotline: 988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline
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If you or someone you know is struggling or in crisis, help is available. Call or text 988 or chat 988lifeline.org. Veterans, press 1 when calling.
Crisis Text Line
Text TALK to 741-741 to text with a trained crisis counselor from the Crisis Text Line for free, 24/7
Veterans Crisis Line
Send a text to 838255
Vets4Warriors
SAMHSA Treatment Referral Hotline (Substance Abuse)
1-800-662-HELP (4357)
RAINN National Sexual Assault Hotline
1-800-656-HOPE (4673)
National Teen Dating Abuse Helpline
1-866-331-9474
The Trevor Project
1-866-488-7386
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