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Through the Lies (On Hold)

Through the Lies (On Hold)

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(This book is on hold. I will also be editing the chapters quite a bit in the future.) Hi there. My name is Gwen Fosters. This is the story of me. The "me" I'm too scared to tell anyone about. The "me" people don't want to see. The "me" people NEED to see. The only people who notice are the people who care. The people who love me. The people who have my back. Everyone else doesn't care. Everyone else doesn't notice because they don't want to get mixed up in my problems. They all tell me I should be happy. Happy I have two loving parents. Happy I have friends. But I can't be happy. Not with my mind. It just isn't possible, at least not right now. ━━━━━ Book 1 of Through the Life ━━━━━ ***TRIGGER WARNING FOR ANYONE WHO HAS STRUGGLED WITH EATING DISORDERS, SUICIDE, AND/OR SELF-HARM***
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This book is my life laid bare - a story of pain, loneliness, and mental chaos that most people don't see. It's about the slow, unbearable unravelling of a mind caught in the grips of depression, anxiety, trauma, and heartbreak. There's no sugarcoating here. No fairy tales or hopeful endings. This is a glimpse into what it feels like to be completely lost inside yourself, where every day is a battle to hold on, even when you don't know what you're holding onto anymore. I write about the nights filled with overwhelming silence that screams louder than any words. About the weight of memories and pain so heavy it crushes the light out of your life. This story doesn't shy away from the darkest parts: the thoughts that haunt you, the self-hate that grows quietly, the invisible scars left by emotional abuse and trauma. It's about fighting to survive when it feels like there's nothing left inside you but broken pieces. But more than that, it's about the truth of living with a mind that doesn't always want to be healed, a heart that keeps breaking even when you try to protect it, and a soul that longs for peace but only finds pain. I'm not telling this story for sympathy or comfort. I'm telling it because this is real. Because sometimes, the only way to breathe is to say out loud what hurts the most. If you're tired of pretending everything's okay, if you've ever felt like no one truly understands the storm inside your head, then this book is for you. It's not easy to read - but it's real, and it's mine. Welcome to my garden of dead things.

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