As a result of my eating disorder, I'm severely depressed. I take pills to numb the pain, but when I awake, the pain and all my problems are still there. I feel that I have no one to listen to me ever since I've left middle school and I know longer have my guidance counselor to talk to me everyday. She was such a big help. And no that she's gone, I have nowhere to go but down. My therapists aren't helpful, and my parents are awkward about it all. I feel as though is I were to die, my problems would be gone, my stresses would be relieved, and everyone else could stop running around trying to help me and they can relax. I have the necessary pills to do the deed, all I need is reassurance.
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