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It happens slowly at first. You don’t want to get out of bed one morning. Or maybe you avoid your friends. Perhaps you fail a test because of how stressed it made you. Maybe you think you look particularly unattractive that day. But eventually it becomes more. You start to hate everything about yourself. You see no point in life. Your thoughts eat you alive at night, and you can’t drag yourself out from under the covers in the morning. You can’t convince yourself to get anything accomplished. You’re exhausted. You stop eating all together. Your self hatred, your depression just hits you like a train. One day, you realize that it’s gotten out of control, but you have no idea how. You can’t remember the last time you were happy. And you want to die. This sorrow, this sadness, this hopeless slowly infects your soul. It poisons you so quietly that you don’t notice until it’s too late.

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I eat numbers

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