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Sep 2020
I love myself too much to hate you, to carry that energy to carry that attitude. Makes my soul cold. Revenge with happiness. That won’t be happiness that would be revenge and in the end. What’s even the point in revenge. My heart is warm, my heart is true just because you pull your strings and let the monsters break through. Will not change that my heart and soul is the strongest you will ever know. With time you’ll soon learn to know.
My head has been doing back flips the past few weeks and I got to a very dark place with depression and angry. I was suicidal for a long time and my family found out after an attempt, they got me help and got me medication. Strange thing about them is that it just makes that voice that speaks sense in the middle of all the confusion and panic speak louder and soon enough I found that I could find myself again and be me. Not by any means has it made me happy. It just makes it easier to detach from things when they start running around my brain. Little blue tablets made me sane
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Andrew
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