Finding My Rhythm

Three years ago I fell. I fell into a vicious cycle of bulimia, starving myself and self harming. Maybe I did it to kill what was hurting me from inside, maybe to shut my depression and anxiety out, or maybe…

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My Thoughts Aren’t Me

Dear You, I used to think: “There’s something wrong with me” “I can’t believe I think that” “I’m a monster” All because of the thoughts coming in my head. On the outside, I was this good happy person, but I…

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