Melancholia: My Story

Melancholia: My Story

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The moment you genuinely wish death upon yourself is the moment you have failed as a human being. Humans are built to survive, and yet I want the exact opposite of that. People think that when somebody craves the feeling of pain and physically or emotionally harms themselves is when they have hit rock bottom, but I don't do that (anymore) and this is the worst I've ever been. My name is Jodie, I'm 19 years old and this is a brief account of my struggles with mental health, self-harm and relationships.
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I always believed that my group of friends were resilient enough to withstand anything. But then that day happened and I watched it helplessly crumble. I wasn't aware it had to crumble to build itself back up again. It was a painful process But I learned so much, I overcame so much. Here is our story. -/ Imagine the most awful thing you're mind can conjure up, in the darkest crevices of your conscience. Well for me, that was made a reality. My entire world was collapsing. I thought I knew myself, I thought I knew others, I knew nothing.

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