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Intro. It didn't start with a collapse. Not with tears or a loud "I can’t do it anymore." It started quietly. You noticed that the days were getting harder without you being able to say why. Things that were once taken for granted suddenly felt exhausting. Conversations, decisions, even peace. Your head was full and empty at the same time. You've been telling yourself for a long time that it will pass again. That others have a harder time. That you just have to pull yourself together more. But at some point you noticed: You are not fighting a single problem. You fight against yourself – a little more every day. In the evening you sat there and didn't think: I don't want to live anymore. But: I can't stand this feeling anymore. And that thought stayed. It wasn't a brave moment. More like an exhausted one. You have realized that strength right now does not mean continuing as before. But to stop. To look. And admitting that you need help. With shaky F

Elena

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