From Blood and Ashes Shall I Rise by CandyCoatedLSD, literature
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From Blood and Ashes Shall I Rise
I slipped like water from your hands so long ago.
I have changed from the day we parted,
and now my skin no longer fits me anymore.
So I will set myself on fire;
I will let it engulf me and burn me away.
My skin will crack and peel, revealing my blood and bone.
Then I will be reborn.
We Deserve The Sun 5/5 by CandyCoatedLSD, literature
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We Deserve The Sun 5/5
I currently take ten pills a day. I just recently 'graduated' therapy and I don't have to go to scheduled therapy appointments on a weekly basis. I see a psychiatrist once a month or once every two months. I am a junior in high school at the moment and I am taking college classes at the same time. I am getting my education, something I thought I never would get. I have amazing friends that I can share my life with. I am here. Because of my wonderful mother, my amazing older brother, my life-saving older sister, and my strong, loving, caring, supportive, and phenomenal father. I have survived.
So, dear reader, whether you are white, Native Am
We Deserve The Sun 4/5 by CandyCoatedLSD, literature
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We Deserve The Sun 4/5
Several months into my official 'battle' with depression, I found someone's online journal post on a blogging site. It described depression so accurately that I cried every time I read it at first. I then printed it off and proceeded to show it to my father. I knew he had to understand just how I was feeling, and that it wasn't some stupid phase, and that I really did need help. I sat with him on the couch, Aloxia sat across from us, I gave him the paper, and he read it. Half way through he broke down crying. At the end he managed to mumble between his sobs, and he said, "Is this really how you feel?" I nodded and hugged him tight. I fel
We Deserve The Sun 3/5 by CandyCoatedLSD, literature
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We Deserve The Sun 3/5
After that year in Texas my mom, myself, and Aloxia all went back home. That year changed everything. I remember sitting in my mom's bedroom one time about a month after we got home; we were reading a book of poetry. In it there was a poem about suicide, and this man shot himself in the head. My mother turned to me, looked me in the eyes and said, "Can you imagine ever wanting to kill yourself? And doing it?" She seemed saddened and shocked and disgusted, all at once. I spontaneously had a break down and I busted into tears right then and there. But I never explained why. About a week after that, me, my parents, and my sister were in the
We Deserve The Sun 2/5 by CandyCoatedLSD, literature
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We Deserve The Sun 2/5
When I was elevenafter Saphren moved out and married a great gal named Andie, leaving just me and Aloxia to live with our parentsmy mother, father, Aloxia, and I, went to San Antonio, Texas for a week to visit extended family. Family I've never met, and I never even knew about them for about ninety percent of my lifetime by the age of eleven. They were nice enough, I guess. I was a very withdrawn, shy, anti-social kid. My mom, sister, and I ended up staying in Texas, living with my paternal grandmother, for a year for various reasons. I began my adventure into the world of the internet that year in two-thousand-five. I met a girl
We Deserve The Sun 1/5 by CandyCoatedLSD, literature
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We Deserve The Sun 1/5
We Deserve The Sun
S. J. C.
May 12, 2012
Dear reader,
You don't know me, I don't know you. We're strangers. But sometimes strangers can be your priests.
When I first started getting help for my depression, I went to a doctor and sat there, awkward and silent. After explaining my depression, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, and everything, the doctor prescribed me pills. I remember the doctor looking me in the eye and telling me, "These pills are not miracles. They will not fix, cure, or heal anything. They will just make it easier for you to be able to fix, cure, and heal." I knew that. I really did. But after being so broken inside for so