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i am turning 20 this year and i have never felt so much mental anguish and fear in my life before. I have researched it and apparently the early 20s is harsh because of the combination of figuring out your life way more independently than ever before and internal challenges (onset of schizophrenia, personality disorders etc.) I have never hated people more than I do now and I’m scaring myself sometimes.

Who has survived this period pelase tell me what to do I’m Scared

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[–] opiumfree@lemmygrad.ml 1 points 21 hours ago (1 children)

do yall really need me here 😭

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All My Brothers Are Beautiful by Joe Wallace

I am the youngest one of them all / Growing the fastest but still too small / All my brothers are straight and tall / Even when they are stooped with toil / All my brothers are beautiful /

Long ago they scattered from home / Some to settle and some to roam / What does it matter field or foam? / All my brothers are neighbours now / All my brothers are beautiful /

They were robbed wherever they went / Stand and deliver, profit and rent, / Eating the ashes of discontent / Still for all their bitterness / All my brothers are beautiful /

Caught in the blind man's bluff of war / They died and they didn't know what for / For God and Country the gangsters swore / None of my brothers are blindfolded now / All my brothers are beautiful /

One has the beauty of night and stars / One has the beauty of golden bars / Varying skins but the very same scars / White or red whatever the shade / All my brothers are beautiful /

I am the rainbow's radiant prism / I am its beauty and symbolism / I am the builder of socialism. / The whole world blossoms as I grow tall / Blooms for my beautiful brothers and all.

We are siblings in this struggle and I love my siblings so of course I would need you here.