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When I was 17, I almost lost my fight with depression. One dismal summer day, I grabbed the sharpest kitchen knife I could find and spoke the words aloud that I thought to be true: “I want to die…there is just no point anymore…” My 12-year-old sister had been an unwanted witness to this dramatic […]

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