There was a time in my life that I had fallen into depression and no one in my life knew about it,I'd cry myself to sleep every night,criticize my body, have suicidal thought,shit I'd even cut myself..that was the darkest period of my life,and no one..I mean no one knew about it,my insecurities pushed me over the edge,I started trying everything and anything I'd get my hands on to lose weight. I'd write on paper then burn it after,I lost faith, hope and reason of being..life felt meaningless..during that moment..all I really wanted was to vanish.
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