But at some point, even that wasn’t enough anymore. I started throwing up, couldn’t motivate myself anymore with a single bag of candy and my seemingly perfect life started showing cracks. I missed classes because I was at home with a headache, Ben & Jerry’s, and panic attacks. The Tax Office sent me to a psychologist, but that didn’t help either. I was exhausted. But because I didn’t recognise what was happening, I convinced myself my job was the issue, and I resigned. I got a job on the side and collapsed again two weeks into that. It wasn’t until then that I decided I needed some serious
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