105 Reasons To Die
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Lately, I've been getting these thoughts about dying. I mean it feels like a sweet surrender, so why not? I feel like everyday I think about it nonstop and I can never get it out of my head. The only thing stopping me is the thought of me hurting my family, or maybe the only thing I have left, my dog. I have no emotions left for myself so why not. I just can't bring myself to do it, so maybe writing this will help. Here. I'll start.
Hi my name is Lynn.
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