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People want to think I’m alright I think they’re afraid Afraid that I’m not alright they want me to take my sadness to the grave. Why do people do that? Why do they see depression as a taboo? It’s seen as a curse if it happens to you. It makes people uncomfortable to say you have depression. I want people to be kind to other people and ask those hard questions. It’s hard enough having depression and feeling like you have no one to talk to. Don’t make it worse and get angry it’s not their fault. What if it happened to you? You wouldn’t like people yelling especially after you self harmed you’d feel bad enough. So I implore you to be gentle with us. For us it’s been rough.
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24 / F
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Jan 26, 2021
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