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Words Have Power But Not Over Me!!!!

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We often find ourselves questioning ourselves, asking ourselves am I enough or am I pretty am I even worth it. But what if we are just feeding off of the words and the emotions that come Behind these words if we give less power to the words can we overcome them. I will be breaking down each word that haunts me and those around me. I wish to open your eyes as I did mines with each word I hope to help someone maybe even everyone.All Rights Reserved

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"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboard

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