Confession of Depression

Confession of Depression

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Do you ever feel like no one understands? Like you have millions of people around you but none of them are trapped the way you feel trapped. Do you ever just want to feel as if someone out there understands? Well this book is more like a blog for people like me. People who are struggling. No. People who are beyond the point of just struggling and need to feel understood. Read this because you are not alone, no matter how much you feel you are. People are going through the same pain and emotions and sometimes we don't realize this and that's sad. So pass this on to similar people and let's try create a community where we don't have to feel alone anymore, we can feel heard.
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"I smile everyday. I live my life like nothing is wrong with me. No one would ever guess that I'm screaming inside or that I've secretly been hiding this huge part of my life. No one would ever know that I cry myself to sleep at night or that deep down I'm starving for help." Welcome to Anorexia. Your hostess is Ana. She'll take over from here. Suffering alone inside of your mind from a terrifying mental disorder, is something that even those who battle such a thing every day, cannot fully understand. It's like being alone 24/7 yet it's never quiet inside of your head. You can't stop the voices. You can't control your emotions. As it gets worse, you lose control of your body all together. You become prey to your disease and You can't fight back. That is what it's like for someone who has spent years of their life suffering in silence from an eating disorder. Fighting a monster that you have no chance of beating. It's almost impossible to describe the type of torture that consumes your mind. Hell. It's equivalent to pure hell.

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