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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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Jun 1, 2018
Jun 1, 2018 at 6:20 PM UTC
Dear 2020 (13)
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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Jun 1, 2018
Jun 1, 2018 at 6:20 PM UTC
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