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And That's Okay

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We're all damaged, and we all need to be saved and healed.

I don't mean saved and healed as in religiously. I mean emotionally and mentally. No one, though, is going to be your savior. You must save yourself. Enough of the waiting and complacently sitting, waiting for some dumbass in tin foil (female, male, doesn't matter- still a dumbass in tin foil). Change it. Fix yourself. Save yourself. 

This is my journey on saving myself. Fixing myself. Healing myself. Feel free to join the ride. Maybe, just maybe, on the way, you'll save yourself, too.All Rights Reserved

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Someone New

"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboard