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Trying to process mental struggles... can be very confusing. At least it is too much so for me. Mental health is a tricky thing, but I think it is important to record, reflect, and share. Though, this is for me, it's also for you. It's okay to feel hurt, to be confused, or to need support. Try not to feel alone. Everyone is struggling with something. Some may have an inflictor, some may be an inflictor, and other times our worst enemy is our own mind. Please, seek that support over anything else. You will find someone willing to be there.
 Here, I will try to form a collection of the processing of my personal mental health stuggles.
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