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***WARNING MENTAL ILLNESS***
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Hello, can you tell me who I am?
Where do I go
How will I find my way”
The young girl sings. Her eyes are closed. Her mother looks at her, and smiles.
“It’s time to come inside,'' yells the mother. The child inhales while immediately standing, and then begins her way towards her mother.
***WARNING MENTAL ILLNESS***
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Although the man is labored with things, I don't feel bad for the man, those things seem so small. He has something going for himself, too. A teacher. I hope his mental health changes though, to being wise, so that he doesn't have to keep blaming himself.
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She felt the sun on her skin, but she didn’t absorb it like before. She felt the grass on her feet, shoes in hand, but she didn’t really feel that grass, she didn’t feel the peace. But she felt that she could, that she would, unless she died first. They always reminded her that she might die at the end, and she would not be able to complete what she was supposed to do. She wanted to complete what she was supposed to do, but something held her back. She can do it though. She really can. But will she?
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***WARNING MENTAL ILLNESS***
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I’m locked away in a tower and they won’t let me out. I’m not really in a tower. The voices and emotions trap me though, and I can’t seem to get to myself. That’s why I’m a princess. Princess Dallielah. Who battles schizoeffective disorder and I am with many more insecurities that at least every princess or prince has one of. However, with this new medication, it seems things might be changing, and I might one day be able to get out of this castle.
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