deansurvived:

At 17, I was a depressed teenager who self harmed and wondered about just how painful it could possibly be to end my life.

Right now, I’m laying on the couch, and I can hear my husband reading our four year old a bedtime story using silly voices.

Life gets better. Make sure you’re there to see it.

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