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Thirteen years ago, something changed. It altered my personality and made everything a stressful decision. I let fear take control and I became a shell of my former self. I must admit; It nearly broke me. The important word there is, nearly. It didn't break me and I won't let it. I control my life. I will not be controlled by fear and negativity. I have one shot at life, I will not take it for granted and I will push myself. Whether it's by writing or raising mental health awareness, I will try and show that mental health isn't a life sentence. There is help out there. It does get easier.
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Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 10:49 PM UTC
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Thirteen years ago, something changed. It altered my personality and made everything a stressful decision. I let fear take control and I became a shell of my former self. I must admit; It nearly broke me. The important word there is, nearly. It didn't break me and I won't let it. I control my life. I will not be controlled by fear and negativity. I have one shot at life, I will not take it for granted and I will push myself. Whether it's by writing or raising mental health awareness, I will try and show that mental health isn't a life sentence. There is help out there. It does get easier.
A-Ewen
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Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 10:49 PM UTC
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