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Unhealed to Healed


Everyday I rise it's a constant battle to accept the change

Thinking how could someone finally love me so deeply at a close secure range.

God has finally heard my deepest cries in the middle of the night

Depression and anxiety taking over the world, Not stopping, keep running, 

"Don't look back", 3 yrs later I have won that fight.

Self Sabotage is the true defintion of what this is, I didn't understand it at first but I do

now, this must cease. I pray that this beautiful feeling of love never decrease.

 

 

 

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