A fork in the road.

[lovelydahlia]

I've lived so long hidden in a curtain of depression. My actions, my judgements, my beliefs... all formed by this illness that I let take me over. I stopped fighting. I stopped caring. I stopped living. I have spent years living in fear and shame. Years feeding my maladies, and making up excuses. I don't want to live that life any longer. I'm sure

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[snow_is_sweet]

I really like the last paragraph. Thats a pretty cool little poem.

[lovelydahlia]

Thanks.