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Jun 2018
Dear 2020,
Still at Old Vineyard. I'm supposed to be leaving on Tuesday. This is later because I still think of suicide every day. I'm still very anxious. I'm still starving myself.
   I partially want to go home to Machaela, but I know I won't be safe. And I'm really better here, so I guess I'll stay.
   Love,
              Hollin
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Written by
Tana F Bridgers  24/F/United states
(24/F/United states)   
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