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Lately, a number of people have found it in themselves to confide in me. And it made me realized how disturbed other people actually are. I thought I was the only one. I thought I was the only one who just felt immense self-hatred or immense anger come out of nowhere towards certain people. I always found it weird because no one else could tell I was like this, that I had anger issues. Everyone always assumes I'm this happy-go-lucky girl, but I seriously had, and still do, some problems. I thought I was the only one.

But now talking to these people, it seems that I'm not alone...I'm not the only one who seriously feels like they might be a murderer one day or the only one that thinks of death as a truly welcomed event..Actually talking to these people have made me realize how much better I've become, how much more stable. And I try to tell them that I understand exactly how they're feeling, that I go through it too, but they're so caught up in their problems that I don't think they exactly pay attention to that fact. 

But I also tell them that it seriously gets better. That soon, you'll find frineds you can be yourself with and stay confident beside. That, even though they sometimes bubble up the same anger that you're afraid of inside, there will always be at least one person who centers you. And it's so ironic because that person doesn't even know they're your savior. Just their smile or them being there calms you down, and you can go on for another day.