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I’m scanning the internet for a meme, a joke… something to express all of my fears as something light and silly, something laughable to get it off my chest…but there isn’t anything. I want a way to say it all out loud because I’ve been carrying it around for weeks, and I don’t know how... Continue Reading →

You’re hurting me.

Some days I'm so angry, and they stick me with another needle, and another, and another, and I just grit my teeth and take it. "Anything," I tell myself, "anything to get well." Some days I just stay in my room, I forget to eat and I don't shower, and I cry a lot. I've... Continue Reading →

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