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Its like a fricken light was flipped on. My family IS toxic. Some are more passive than others. Ive given them enough of my love. They love me like they do a cat.

I recognize reality. And i know this is no bs because i feel normal. I feel like i did before i got sick. Mood is a solid 6/10, pretty fricken normal.

Not even mad, im grateful to the workers in mental health who helped me get here. Because i sure as sht know my family does fk all to help me.

Starting my own life again. Idk. Maybe ill fall asleep again. Live in my fantasy world where im loved. Fml.

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