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Teachers at my school don't understand, why in the world would your anti-depressants make you be confused? They think I should be confused about algebra or what the word agate means. They don't think that I have my problems, they don't think someone as happy as me would self-harm. They say I'm a good student, they don't know me.
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 9:26 AM UTC
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Teachers at my school don't understand, why in the world would your anti-depressants make you be confused? They think I should be confused about algebra or what the word agate means. They don't think that I have my problems, they don't think someone as happy as me would self-harm. They say I'm a good student, they don't know me.
LucyQuinzel
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 9:26 AM UTC
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