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I threw away my stash. The things I used to self harm. It feels somewhat liberating. I tossed them the same day the trash ran so I couldn't change my mind. This is a big step for me. A huge step. And I'm not afraid to admit that I am proud of myself because of it.
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Love is..
a baby smiling at you for the first time
a dog curling up by your side...
and your soulmate kissing your forehead
when he thinks you're sound asleep
OSFED|MDD/PPD|GAD|gender dysphoria|AvPD
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