Healing in Progress
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Last published Mon, Mar 9, 2020
Dear readers,
Welcome, and thank you for choosing my book out of all the books that you could have chosen. I do heavily advise you to read this note as a disclaimer to the harsher subjects that are included in this novel.
This book has mentions of:
suicide, paraphernalia, sexual assault, depression, anxiety, LGBT matters and other potentially triggering content.
So if you do have any hesitations to any of the subject matter I am leaving you to read at your own risk.
And if you're still here, thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy.
Sincerely,
pancake
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