Once Upon A Time I Wanted To Cut You Into Pieces And Shoot Myself In The Head, But No Worries; That Was When I Hated Myself

Originally posted on analyticalperspective:

I know this is a long post, but just hang in there. Book mark it or something. It has a lot of helpful information in the links, too. Don’t throw it away. Use it. That’s what it is for. Read it in segments. Print the stuff out. Just use it. Please.

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I don’t feel depressed anymore, because I have accepted who I am and I have practiced not allowing the opinions of others to define who I am. This all took practice, practice, practice.

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