Part 52

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-You don't understand okay,
How it hurts,
How it hurts to be me.
How it is to wish for death everyday
How the sight of food makes you want to cry.
How it feels to be disgusted by your own reflection.
How hard it is to wake up the mornings.
You don't know how it is to hate yourself for just existing.

Dear You.
I'm so happy you got up today. Even if it took you 30 minutes to convince yourself to, even if you didn't have any idea to at all, I'm so proud of you. Your facing life today and even if it's another day of the same routine, going to school, going to work or simply staying home. Your breathing and your heart is beating for another day. You can get through today, you've come this far to give up now. Maybe it won't get easier in a week or months or years but one day you'll know why you stayed.

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