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i am not the kind of sick that leaves the body flushed at 104 degrees in the middle of the winter.                                                                                  i am not the kind of sick                                                                                      that causes every breath                                                                     to force                                                                     its way                                                                    back up                                                              your throat                                                                        while dragging razor blades along the inside of your neck.                        i am not even the kind of sick                        that comes with a vaccination                                   or an antibiotic                             that will chase it away. no.                                                                                           i am the kind of sick that leaves you locked in the bathroom during class because you can't seem to stop the              flow of tears                        running                                down                                      your face. i am the kind of sick that leaves your hands sweating and your voice shaking when it's your turn to order dinner at the diner you've been to a thousand times.                                                                                           i am the kind of sick                                          that leaves you feeling l o n e l y                                               in a crowded room                                            filled with the people you've                                            known your whole life. i am the kind of sick                                                                                                  that nobody sees                                         because it's all in my head                                       and cannot be cured.
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Jan 18, 2018
Jan 18, 2018 at 8:50 PM UTC
not contagious
i am not the kind of sick that leaves the body flushed at 104 degrees in the middle of the winter.                                                                                  i am not the kind of sick                                                                                      that causes every breath                                                                     to force                                                                     its way                                                                    back up                                                              your throat                                                                        while dragging razor blades along the inside of your neck.                        i am not even the kind of sick                        that comes with a vaccination                                   or an antibiotic                             that will chase it away. no.                                                                                           i am the kind of sick that leaves you locked in the bathroom during class because you can't seem to stop the              flow of tears                        running                                down                                      your face. i am the kind of sick that leaves your hands sweating and your voice shaking when it's your turn to order dinner at the diner you've been to a thousand times.                                                                                           i am the kind of sick                                          that leaves you feeling l o n e l y                                               in a crowded room                                            filled with the people you've                                            known your whole life. i am the kind of sick                                                                                                  that nobody sees                                         because it's all in my head                                       and cannot be cured.
mental health is just as important as physical health. take care of yourself.
thelioness
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Jan 18, 2018
Jan 18, 2018 at 8:50 PM UTC
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