Endless Tunnel

Endless Tunnel

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A morbid tale of an anonymous girl (for the purpose that it could be anyone)confides in about her struggles with clinical depression and her long road to recovery It is more of random self centered entries that don't flow rather than an actual plot. Warning: It gets very dark at times but she does have her good days too.So, please don't give up on her when things are hard. I mean no offence to any of you reading this and I appreciate that everyone has a own story to tell. Writing is an art interpreted uniquely with every individual
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A girl has her problems, no matter what happens. There will always be a biological problem with a girl, even if she denies the problem’s existence. She will have your days whenever she is down. Her problems... killing her soul little by little. But she doesn’t always want the death to be apart of her. As she fights her depression, the numbers of scars rising and the blood being lost, Ever-Grace finds herself losing herself. With the departure of her friends companionship and her boyfriend’s love, will she ever be the same ever again? Will she ever be in love with herself like she used to be? With sanity ever be apart of her everyday life like it used to be? Will it come so easily like it once was...? Will anything ever be the same like it used to be or will it ever not? There are so many questions to be answered but nothing that the tendency of being answered. As time passes by with all the stupid emotion, she loses herself. She loses the love for herself that might never return. Or will it? Nothing is guaranteed. Not even the death of me.

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