My Diary- An Online Diary

My Diary- An Online Diary

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This is a diary I initially wanted to be anonymous, but I eventually just said screw it and wanted to go public with it. These are all events that happened to me, and thoughts I had/am having. This is not written for viewing pleasure, and is made mostly as a way of expression and a place to vent. This will go over a bunch of subjects that can be hard to read, of which I will recap certain parts of my life that are traumatic, such as depression, isolation, abuse, neglect, and overall shitty situations. With that in mind, this is not some pity party. I've just had a rough life, definitely not the roughest out there, so please don't think I'm trying to draw sympathy. If anything, I'm publishing this, because I feel like opening up about stuff like this could help someone else open up about things such as suicidal ideations, depression, and anxiety. Don't keep it all too yourself, get help, it's there for a reason.
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Of Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength, that exist within time, but lasts forever. Of Sadness, sadness that always returns, Of Trauma, trauma that runs in deep, and the art of dying, every time. Of Scribbles and rambles, unsaid words and sealed pain. Of Life, Love, Pain, Sadness, Trauma. Of the art of rising like a phoenix, every time. Of Anxiety and Paranoia. Of Anything bad, Of Everything good. This is a story of a girl, it's a continuous one. A story of a sad girl, very lonely, but beautiful, intelligent and strong. She's a self sabotaging narcissistic girl, but also a talented, skilled and brave girl. She is riddled with anxiety and depression, but somehow finds ways to get up each morning, thinking of beautiful things. She has loved and lost, hurt and being hurt. She has not lost herself, but she has not find herself either. This is the life of a girl, laid before you in poems and thoughts. Here is a piece of me, and in here, undoubtedly, you will find pieces of yourself too. I am a mess, but aren't we all? | formerly SOMETHING BROKEN |

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