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My eldest surly reverie has
posted a cry for help
a goodbye on instagram

Why can’t I find my boy?
He’s replying in letters
not sentences
like he’s drunk
on misery

Depression, ADHD, anxiety, bipolar
mood swings unchecked by
a stabilizer because
it makes his
mornings
groggy

Better sluggish than struggling
to stay alive, of course
a mother would want
her child to out
live the
parent

What I want is no longer relevant
He must make the choice to
live and fight for his
life be it dark
or light

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Any thoughts on the above post are appreciated! Otherwise, I think I must be living under a rock.

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