Im a Survivor

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I’ve sat in this hospital bed for days 
Wondering, contemplating, thinking,
 Maybe I belong here. Maybe I am as crazy as you say I am. 
 Maybe I was asking for it. 

Here is my response to the suicide letter I wrote 15 years ago:                                                       Breathe. Your pain will not remain unnoticed. Flush the pills. Dump the vodka. Throw away the razors.
I am a woman, last time I checked at least.
You were born to recreate the lives of your ancestors.The life you choose to live is your personal life treasure.For myself i been through hell and back.Father behind bars and no mother to be attached.Until a lady i call my hero took me under her
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