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Someone New ✓
RomanceMature
- Published
- August 29, 2017
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- 17,935
- Reading Time
- 1 hr 30 minutes of reading
- chapters
- 10
#abuse#abusive#anxiety#bipolardisorder#bipolor#depression#love#mentaldisorder#mentalhealth#mentalinstitution#mentallyunstable#shortstory
"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
- Published
- August 29, 2017
- Status
- Published
- Browse by
- English
- Total Words
- 17,935
- Reading Time
- 1 hr 30 minutes of reading
- chapters
- 10
#abuse#abusive#anxiety#bipolardisorder#bipolor#depression#love#mentaldisorder#mentalhealth#mentalinstitution#mentallyunstable#shortstory
"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
