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When I was 14 I was convinced I would kill myself by the time I was 16. Now I’m 21! Woo! And I made it. And I got through it unconventionally and weirdly but I got through it. And you will too. You’re not alone. Whatever you’ve been through, I promise. You’re not alone. And it can be okay. It’s not set in stone. Sorry if this is weird, but I saw your tags on that one post and I just wanted to say something. I still don’t really feel like an adult, but I remember being 14 and thinking 21 was just. So far away. Just flat out not real, not worth thinking about, because it would never happen. But it did! And I got a new plushie bcus plushies are forever and never something you outgrow, and I felt like life was worth living. Whatever you need to do to survive - whatever makes the next day, the next HOUR feel more tolerable than the last - that is a beautiful thing. And sometimes surviving doesn’t look like surviving. Sometimes it looks like “I don’t wanna live today but I don’t wanna die until tomorrow.” I’m rambling. Getting ahead of myself. I don’t know if this makes anything better - and god I’m so sorry if it makes it worse - but as an adult who was once a kid that wanted to die. It can get better. It DOES get better. Take care of yourself and be kind to yourself. I’m rooting for you, stranger.