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Many of you may not see this, but if you are reading thanks. At one point music was enough for me to survive. Then my best friend was the only one that could hold me back from killing myself. Now I'm afraid that's not enough anymore. Every time I find a reason to live for my parents seem to work really hard to break it. I started self-harming again. I started again with my anxiety attacks. I'm afraid I can fight this war anymore. I'm really afraid. I'm drowning in my own fear. I hear again all the voices in my head telling me to kill myself. This is not a suicide note, but I'm afraid it could become one. I'm started thinking again the world will be better without me.