identity crisis
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I dont have multiple personalities
I dont have dysmorphia
I dont believe im going through a midlife crisis...
And i don't exactly HATE myself.
So what the hell is wrong with me?
Melanie Tharp, a 16 year old in a all girls school with that feels like her very own "harlem" with no social life whats so ever but is trying her best... doesnt know who she is...
can an 16 year old have an idenity crisis?
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