My Friends
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Mon, Oct 26, 2015
I have friends who live in my head. They tell me I'm annoying , that no one likes me, that I'm a mess, I'm fat, I don't deserve to be happy, and many other horrible things. They aren't very nice. Their names are depression, anxiety, anorexia, OCD, and self harm.
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