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Getting Help

I feel miserable all the time.

I'm going to see the doctors on Monday. I need help. But more importantly, I want help.

My deep sadness has been a part of me for as long as I can remember. I remember being a deeply sad child. I cried myself to sleep many times.

It affecting my work.

And I wish I cared about my well-being for my own sake. But the truth is, it's stopping me from doing things that I want to do. Or maybe I'm just lazy and there's nothing stopping me from doing what I want to do?

I'm not sure, but I don't want this guilt, or self-pity, or self-doubt to hang over everything I do.

I want to talk to a professional.

Wish me luck x 

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