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Get worse to get better


I cried in the shower

I sat on my knees 

and sobbed

because I did not have the energy to stand

 

I arrived at the crisis center at 12:30  

I was not admitted until it was dark outside

And my dad had to leave

and I cried 

 

I couldn't stop the tears

It was the longest seven days

I have ever known

and all I wanted was my family

 

But I learned things 

That you can't ignore your problems

That other girls thought they were ugly

That you have nothing to prove

 

Every day there hurt

and every day I wanted to go home

But every day there healed 

And every girl there was my family

 

Being there was the worst time in my entire life

But it may be the only reason I can stand in the shower again

But it may be the only reason I can smile again

But it may be the only reason that I am still here and am remembering how to want to be alive

 

It got worse

But

Oh my god

It's finally better

 

 

 

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