Memoirs from my depression
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When I feel depressed or hurt, I write about what I feel in that moment. And it sorta helps. And I Just wanted to share it in case anyone felt the same. I'm always here if anyone needs to talk. This is a safe book and don't mean to alert or hurt anyone. It's just what I've written throughout the years and still currently suffer with depression.
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It's a habit for me to say "sad tragedy" to anyone including myself when something as bad and as minor as dropping a pen. Although it's an exaggeration and also to lighten the mood, the phrase backfired ultimately and now my life is a sad tragedy.
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