#11
"Most days I find it hard to look in the mirror. At times, I convince myself that nobody would miss me if I were gone. My scars tell stories that I wish I could keep to myself. I cry for no reason. And I have trouble figuring out how I'm supposed to function when my mind is such a scary place. But, I got out of bed this morning, and that's a start."
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