My favorite journal lines:

I keep sucking air but it can’t fill my lungs. I feel like there’s no more air in the world.

When she tried to watch the board, her eyes would fog.

My mind likes to wander away to its own world far from reality.

She fought a silent battle behind a smile, not so much to hide her pain from others, but to hide it from herself.

She lay in bed trying to untangle her thoughts most of the time, or just to make them go away completely. Peace and quiet are foreign in her mind. She would try to read but the words would dance off the page like they were trying to run away.

She was afraid people wouldn’t understand her because she didn’t understand herself.

He noticed the tremble in her voice and the way she played with her bracelet. He could tell she was struggling. 

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