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If anyone has a right to be angry, it's me. Everyone has a right to be angry, probably. A few things I've found disagreeable with society: that's my eating disorders, depression, and anxiety. Also my family never noticed anything wrong and continued to blame me if I couldn't go along with any of their superficial acts of merriment which hid deep flaws, there's no way I could act content. Why did I feel like I didn't have a choice but to hide everything and not let anyone hear my voice? Because I was so afraid of being imperfect and thought that because I was sad I was somehow incorrect. So here's to all of you out there who are trying to fight back your despair. You have a right to feel the way you do so get the help you need, and let yourself shine through.
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 9:04 AM UTC
An Ode to Sadness
If anyone has a right to be angry, it's me. Everyone has a right to be angry, probably. A few things I've found disagreeable with society: that's my eating disorders, depression, and anxiety. Also my family never noticed anything wrong and continued to blame me if I couldn't go along with any of their superficial acts of merriment which hid deep flaws, there's no way I could act content. Why did I feel like I didn't have a choice but to hide everything and not let anyone hear my voice? Because I was so afraid of being imperfect and thought that because I was sad I was somehow incorrect. So here's to all of you out there who are trying to fight back your despair. You have a right to feel the way you do so get the help you need, and let yourself shine through.
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 9:04 AM UTC
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