North of Oblivion
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5 min readMay 19, 2020
Trigger warning: this article discusses depression, mental health and suicidal ideation.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t do this anymore.”
That was it.
That was the note.
It was 2005 and I’d decided my life wasn’t worth living. I was tired of being depressed, afraid to live in my truth and most of all feeling that no one would ever accept me or love me. I was alone in the bathroom with a bottle of sleeping pills and cried.
