Borderline
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There was a time before all of this. Before the doctors and the hospitals. Before the screaming and the pills. I've forgotten that time, it was so long ago. Now my life is nothing but chaos, especially my mind. "Mental Illness", those words are thrown around like a baseball. As much as it's seen, is there something really done about it? Every hospital is a new lesson, every pill a new experience. I want to get better. I WANT to get better. Right?
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