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failure.to.bloom
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- Dec 4, 2023
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Once upon a time, I believed I was a worthy person who just so happened to struggle with mental health. I believed i could be an inspiration, a comback story, a flower who rose through concrete.
I had so much to say but it wasn't well written. The moral of the story is I am worthless. It crushes my soul to accept the truth, and it humiliates me that it's taken me so long to see what everyone else already knew.
I had so much to say but it wasn't well written. The moral of the story is I am worthless. It crushes my soul to accept the truth, and it humiliates me that it's taken me so long to see what everyone else already knew.