Yes I try, but it is difficult,At times I'm doing but it feels like I'm not moving,I speak depression fluently,as if it's my only friend.Anxiety keeps on weighing me down. I was depressed but now I'm found, I was weak yet I gained strength,I was dying yet I'm still alive, You know my pain not the struggles I face.I lost a lot but still I gained, if you were me you'd never be sane...I drink and eat my tears as if it's my only way of survival. At times I wonder if my thoughts are a life and death situation but you'll never understand until you see me rise and..I spread joy fluently as if it becomes my only language, you'll never know until you're able to manage the rival and..if you ever become me don't think suicidal. Life's a gift, it brings happiness,do not judge me...I'm a mess , what you see on the outside can be confusing but I hope my encouragement you'll stay using.
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