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Tears From My Childhood Self ✔
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Complete, First published Mar 02, 2015
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A collection of written words confronting the reality of depression in young adolescents. Dodie brings the reader into her world often filled with dark, anxious thoughts and an unhealed inner child trying to survive in an toxic environment that resides within.

Inside these pages, there is no sugarcoating the depth of damage that depression can and does cause in someone's life and the helplessness and hopelessness it feeds to the hollowed-out soul of a lost child in a big world. Explore the mind of a fallen soul written with realness and first-hand experience about the effort and pain taken to stand back up again after a brutal descent into the murky waters of self-loathing.

After all, when all is lost and you find yourself standing at the bottom of the abyss, there's really nowhere else to go but up.

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"I learn to stand still in my pain.
I tell everyone that I'm okay
Even though I am on fire;
Ablaze in the ever-burning flames
Of my toxic thoughts."

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