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I wrote this like 3 weeks ago. I was very suicidal and confident that I would commit suicide and die because of what my ex did to me. But I ended up living through it all, so I guess that part didn't come through or anything like that. So at least I'm still alive today. I think my life course has led to better things than death anyhow. I've a better perspective and outlook on life now that I'm on new medications and such. I know that life is actually worth living if you stick through the whole thing instead of actually ending it all and dying, esp at a short age like mine.

I wrote this poem way back 2 weeks ago, when I felt like quitting life because it was crap. I think back to when I wrote it, and it seems really dumb, but so realistic. Since I know this is not a relitively smart poem to have written, I still see it has insight to see through to others about what depression might end to in the end: a severe eating disorder that could consume one to death. I know this because I am bulimic and depressive. So it's obvious that right now I'm undergoing a lot of stress and depression disorders to know what life is actually about.