Nearly 800, 000 people kill themselves every year. Last year, I was nearly one of those people. I was convinced my life wasn't worth living, that I was a burden to everyone, and that I was completely worthless.
If I had ended my life, I would have missed so much. So many smiles, hugs, so much laughter and joy. I would have missed out on meeting the love of my life. And I would have left behind so much pain.
No matter how dark it seems, things will ALWAYS get better. Maybe not tomorrow, maybe not next week. But, if you are struggling, PLEASE reach out. You are not alone.
You are worthy.
You are loved.
You matter.
And I'm glad you're here.
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