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Image of the quote is loading... SaveSave Killing yourself slowly is still killing yourself. Wanting to die is not the same as wanting to come home. Recovery is hard work. Not wanting to die is hard work. - Quote by Blythe Baird

Killing yourself slowly is still killing yourself. Wanting to die is not the same as wanting to come home. Recovery is hard work. Not wanting to die is hard work.

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I am trying to both be happy and pay attention to the world around me. I do not know if it is possible to do both at the same time.
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