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I woke up at 3 a.m., my mind buzzing with thoughts and emotions. Tears streamed down my cheeks in a torrent as I processed the dreams that had left me awake in a world different from my imagination. Now it’s 6 a.m., and I still haven’t found peace or returned to the slumber my body Read more
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This is my own interpretation of what it is like battling with mental health and seeking the strength to find “me” again alongside the friends and family who have stayed by my side. Read more
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A poem. Embrace the freedom that already exists around you. Read more
Owning my honest thoughts.
Ownesty 