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Living Dead Girl

November 13, 2019
Another set of arbitrary letters were thrown my way yesterday in therapy. My shrink asked me if I'd ever been diagnosed adhd...No, no I have not, BiPolar, OCD, PTSD, but not ADHD. You see, I'm considered as having a functional mental illness. Basically meaning, no matter how I feel I get my ass u...
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