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Today was my 21st birthday. Truth. Daily cycle. This is pretty much my life. Robin Williams commits suicide and the media blows up Today is National Suicidal Prevention Day and no one knows about it. Every day of my life tired Optimism feels like a delusion Don't be too hard on yourself today... What depression isnt I think this every day I wake up and every night I go to sleep If we treated all illnesses the way we treat mental illness Walking home after a bad week and saw this written on an overpass that I used to regularly contemplate jumping over: "I like your shirt." Even though I felt like killing myself I went to this art therapy class and made something I have it hanging in my room and whenever I feel down, I just look at it The best revenge of all...live I need help but I don't know what kind I tried to ask my family for help and their answer was God I went and returned my supplies today. I'm leaving you guys. I love you guys. I may get no awards. I may not get recognized. But hey, I'm the happiest person you know.
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 3:08 PM UTC
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Today was my 21st birthday. Truth. Daily cycle. This is pretty much my life. Robin Williams commits suicide and the media blows up Today is National Suicidal Prevention Day and no one knows about it. Every day of my life tired Optimism feels like a delusion Don't be too hard on yourself today... What depression isnt I think this every day I wake up and every night I go to sleep If we treated all illnesses the way we treat mental illness Walking home after a bad week and saw this written on an overpass that I used to regularly contemplate jumping over: "I like your shirt." Even though I felt like killing myself I went to this art therapy class and made something I have it hanging in my room and whenever I feel down, I just look at it The best revenge of all...live I need help but I don't know what kind I tried to ask my family for help and their answer was God I went and returned my supplies today. I'm leaving you guys. I love you guys. I may get no awards. I may not get recognized. But hey, I'm the happiest person you know.
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 3:08 PM UTC
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