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May 2015
Depression is like a never ending hallway with no light at the end of the tunnel. Sometimes, I see a small flicker but it quickly gets swallowed up by the darkness. It seems as if there is no end to this madness, I keep telling myself to keep going but I'm breaking... bit by bit, I can see the pieces of me just falling off. I try to pick them up but I always drop more. Then I see the darkness running towards me so I run, but I can't move. It has already captured me and is pulling me back with it, to never see the light again.. I will get out and find my way home. I have to.
Stephanie White
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Stephanie White  18/F/Florida
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