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Submitted to Contest #157
(Mental Health, Substance Abuse, Suicide) I can’t take the stress anymore. I bring my hand to my mouth and swallow my medication in one gulp while slouching into my couch. I’m told that I work hard. That I plan smart and don’t spend my money on needless things. I’m told that I’m a caring person, a creative person, but I never feel like that's the truth. If I were a hard worker, a smart planner then how could I have fallen from the light into such a dreary emptiness? I feel like one of those bathtub spiders slipping down the smo...
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