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I miss the girl that made everyone happy and didn't self-harm, wasn't suicidal. I miss the girl that had tons of friends. I miss the girl that didn't need cheering up because she was always happy. I miss the girl who used to be me.
(i know i put a lot of suicide ideation on this board - it is not because i am suicidal. but the sentiment resonates with me nonetheless. and it's part of the spectrum of mental illness on which i reside.) <<< somehow this is really accurate