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Why I’m Actually Grateful For My Mental Illness
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I looked up at my friend who had just asked me a question. She had…
My heart sank as I heard my friend’s response after revealing how I had been…
A friend asked me a challenging question. I looked down as she waited on my…
As I watched my friend approach, tears welled up in my eyes and I got…
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My anxiety level was through the roof. I was waiting at the coffee shop, gripping…
I sat in the chair in my pastor’s office, listening to him list off strange…
