The Letters I Write to God
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"To be borderline means to lack grounding emotionally and to exist from moment to moment without any sense of continuity, predictability, or meaning. Life is experienced in fragments, more like a series of snapshots than a moving picture. It is a series of discrete points of experience that fail to flow together smoothly or to create an integrated whole." (Moskoviz, 1996)
My journey through my 4 month stay at a psychiatric hospital. The highs, the lows, the happiness, the heartbreak- it's all here.
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Her Breaking Point
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Amore.
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I'm still here
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