I'm 23 years old and i still would rather be anyone but myself. I think this is the cause of my unhappiness. Im wondering if its because i'm dyslexia and was made fun of in school that caused this or just me. its gotten so bad i started using drugs to mask my pain of self-hatred, thankfully i realized why i was using and stopped but my pain is still there. i cant comfort myself, my family and friends cant either. i'm lost and need advice or just someone who can relate to me. i feel very vulnerable pouring my heart out to people i dont know. ive told yall more than i have told my family but i just dont know what else to do. please help.
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