Numb To Everything
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Last published Mon, Mar 30, 2026
Life is hard. Thought it's different for those that live through anxiety and depression. Having the mental disabilities making it harder at times to make it through a simple day. With people that don't understand your issues thinking your seeking attention to the thoughts of not even being on this Earth.
**TRIGGER WARNINGS**
suicide, self-harm
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