My Story
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Ongoing8m
Last published Mon, Mar 9, 2015
This is about me. My story. Yes, it's about depression. Yes, it's about suicidal thoughts, but this story isn't for you. It's for me. This is my form of a diary. A diary that will help me.
If you want to read it, go ahead, it's a public thing. But before you judge me, just know that this is my way of reaching out, and if you feel confused by this, then you haven't read it.
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