Your Stories. (Depression)
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MatureComplete Tue, Jul 21, 2015<5 mins
What's your story?
Whether it goes from deppresion, self-harm, being abused, being bullied, starving yourself for a variety of reasons, or attempting suicide, we all have a one.
And now, you can finally share it without judgement or regret.
Please read to find out more.
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