Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

While I understand the gesture of, ‘Hey, suicidal people, reach out; we’re always listening!’ It’s often not that simple. Depression, by its very nature, makes you not want to talk to people. So you shun company and the void widens. But then, at some point, you’ll reach an epiphany: It’s bad. You need help. Now. […]

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I hate my body

I have a beautiful face but my body is so ugly. I can’t stand looking in a mirror. I hate my breasts. I don’t want to get out of bed each morning because I am so depressed and I’ve tried many meds. I don’t think there is a man that would ever get aroused by […]

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