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It's almost 3am and I should be asleep as I have to go to work in 2 hours. My eyes burn and are tired from staring at the ceiling, praying for peace of mind. My manic episodes happen mostly at night I'm not sure why. Perhaps my persistent fear of the dark, of being alone. But, it also gives me time to think and no matter how hard I tried tonight, I failed.
I purged. Twice. My dark corners of my mind are rebelling against me. I didn't WANT to, but I HAD to...if that makes sense. I've been praying and asking forgiveness. I know this road will be hard and difficult but I don't want to quit
I purged. Twice. My dark corners of my mind are rebelling against me. I didn't WANT to, but I HAD to...if that makes sense. I've been praying and asking forgiveness. I know this road will be hard and difficult but I don't want to quit