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How can you forgive me so easily? I thought you would be furious with me.
           I was never angry with you. I was sad, because I was afraid you'd lost your way.
          I did lose my way.
          But you've found it again...and you did it by yourself, and I am so happy you found your way here.

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I miss the darkest period of my life. 
          
          Is that strange?
          I know I suffered so much at the time, but I still miss the quiet I had.
          I miss not being able to feel anything.
          I miss staying home all day without interacting with people.
          I miss reading Wattpad all day.
          I miss talking to Angel (btch, just come back already).
          I miss the time when I would talk about everything and nothing with Angel.
          I miss being able to talk to people online about my feelings.
          I miss feeling worth something because I could help someone with their emotions.
          I miss the internet friends I had who disappeared.
          I miss the time when I would read fanfics constantly.
          I miss the time when the only thing that mattered was when the next Wattpad chapter would come out.
          I miss the time when everyone saw how bad I felt, but didn’t know how to approach me.
          I miss the time when I pushed away everyone who tried to reach out—no matter how hard they tried.
          I miss the time when I felt nothing.
          I miss feeling like just a living body.
          I miss the time when I could say I felt bad.
          I miss the time when I felt alone and was alone.
          I miss the time when I was lonely.
          I miss the time when I was always in my own world and let no one in.
          I miss the time when music was always in my ears so I wouldn’t hear anyone.
          I miss the time when people tried to fix me.
          I miss the feeling of helping someone with their emotions.

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              I miss the feeling of deep conversations with strangers online.
            I miss the feeling of making people feel valued.
            I miss the time when I had someone to help.
            I miss the time when my parents didn’t care whether I went to school or not.
            I miss the time when I went to my therapist.
            I miss the time when I would wander around my old school alone during class, buying slushies from the cafeteria.
            I miss the small smile the cafeteria guy would give me every time I bought one—a smile like he understood me.
            I miss having someone I could talk to about my feelings without feeling weird.* 
            
            I miss the worst time of my life, and I don’t know what to do
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