The Mental Illness Called Depression
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- Chapitres 8
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Dernière publication ven., avr. 3, 2020
This is not a short story.
This is not a novel.
This is someone's real life.
They do not want your pity.
They do not want your comments or criticism.
They just want your attention.
Because nobody else would give it to them.
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