12,626 Days Alive
I’m going to write.
I’m in pain today. Mentally, emotionally, physically. I’m suicidal again. I’m hollow again. I’m in a bad mood.
I’m going to bed.
Maybe tomorrow will be better.
Take your meds, folks.
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Writer. Artist. Laughter addict. Queer, Jew-ish, anxiety riddled, dealing with #BipolarDisorder, and fat. Oxford Comma FOREVER! All else is icing.
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