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I have so many reasons to be happy but the more I try to enjoy them, the more my brain and the physical pain that seems to never cease will not allow me that peace.

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I'd hate to think that even on the best day of my life I would still heavy heartedly ponder about jumping off a bridge.

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My partners little brother and family call me by a name that is similar to my own but I can not bring myself to correct them as I love so much to just be involved and wouldn't want them to get offended if I kept correcting them. Happily acknowledged by a different name is better than not being acknowledged. Knowing you are anxious about something incredibly trival but not being able to shake the anxiety sucks.

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I wish I could stop embarrassing myself with the thoughts I hold on to until I feel like I will explode to only want my life to end after opening my mouth.

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My breasts are so small that the heaviest thing on my chest is the stress I carry.