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   <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 08:13:04 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>May 19, I was a scratcher</title>
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    <description>I'll be blunt to start:  I've never cut myself, but I have scratched.	  Also, people who might want to cut or scratch, you might be triggered if you read&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/fRfeKb-SZj4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 08:13:01 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>May 10, How can you be happy when everyone hates you?</title>
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    <description>If you showed me what I would be today 5 years ago, I would have never believed you. I was an ordinary child, happy and innocent. It's crazy to think about&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/so369EmI-to" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 07:15:14 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>May 3, Thinking of Suicide Every Day</title>
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    <description>I wasn't like this at first. I was once happy and had a great sense of humor. I was joyful and active. I can't tell you when it started because it was&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/DD9PNh4VDpI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 14:35:38 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Apr 22, I am too ugly and I hate god ... I am thinking of not to live further here in depression</title>
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    <description>It is difficult to share, but I have too ugly face. I don't know I am right or wrong, but may be this is the main reason I have no friends, no relatives&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/xARcvDv5KCI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 12:13:50 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Apr 15, How can you be happy when everyone hates you. My story.</title>
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    <description>If you showed me what I would be today 5 years ago, I would have never believed you. I was an ordinary child, happy and innocent. It's crazy to think about&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/v3Lk6Aur4oM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 09:56:04 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Mar 31, Me against the world</title>
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    <description>People torment me at school, mostly with words.. but occasionaly i would get slapped for no reason, i have been bullied about my looks, my personality,&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/XQSXq8FV06g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 09:15:37 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Mar 19, It hurts right?</title>
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    <description>Well i havent really been in a happy famlily, My mum was beaten when i was a little girl and i watched it all i had to look after my little brother i was&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/jH0dfkyYdDA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 19 Mar 2013 12:37:35 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Mar 9, The Story of a Suicidal Mess</title>
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    <description>It starts when I was about 6. My parents divorced. I took it the worst, I used to stay up crying &amp; yelling for my father to come back. But then he remarried&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/8Zp776zqmYU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 09 Mar 2013 16:12:45 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Mar 2, Nothing I can do at all, except waiting for death</title>
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    <description>I'm 17. I don't get bullied, I don't have awful families but I just feel so alone. I never had much friends. I don't understand why I am so weird. I never&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/kwb7aw1PetM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 02 Mar 2013 10:13:18 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Feb 19, I sacrificed my most loved thing ... and I am alone now</title>
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    <description>Where to start ...   I am boy of 21, I live in country of dark! this is Nepal, people call it it is a country of peace and this is so much beautiful, but&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/up26ZBg-ax0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2013 18:52:41 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Feb 7, My time in a mental hospital...</title>
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    <description>My name is Jess, I'm 14 years old and have been suffering with depression since I was 11. At first, I thought it was nothing... I didn't want to tell anyone&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/GuNNwuNMvzQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2013 17:54:46 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jan 20, Missing you </title>
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    <description>My best friend commited sucide about 4 months ago. It feels like yesterday when she left. I never knew how depressed she was because everytime I talked&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/-HyOEivuiGE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2013 19:54:13 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jan 16, Life should be lived to the fullest they say</title>
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    <description>Hello everyone. My name is Louis and this is my first visit to this website and I decided to share my problems with you hoping to get advices on how to&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/t5vQlG4ksnI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2013 20:28:34 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jan 6, I hate how I'm changing</title>
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    <description>I'm Lisa, I'm a sixteen year old girl. I've been feeling down and melancholy ever since I entered my teens. I try to put the blame on other people, because&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/Ozi59yu1m64" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2013 20:17:57 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Dec 29, Broken into a million pieces.</title>
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    <description>when i was about 5 years old i met these girls they were my neighbors.. eventually grew into bestfriends well more like sisters i loved them more then&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/P6vDttwdP-Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2012 09:55:08 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Dec 19, Not like anyone will read this</title>
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    <description>I'm a 15 year old freshman girl in high school. I started cutting a few months ago. It wasn't triggered by a major specific event, just by my life in general.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/5nF7PGAxlX4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2012 17:58:11 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Dec 8, The Awakening</title>
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    <description>Im 16 not sure how to explain everything just right...It started a month before my mom died I was thinking thoughts of suicide, ways i could achieve to&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/1-4LzCW12MA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2012 20:20:20 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Dec 4, The Angry Ghost Girl - That's Me!</title>
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    <description>I'm Lozza... I've never done this sort of thing before, but I think I just need to admit what's happening in my life... Well, I'm not getting beaten, I'm&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/YMScz8jpHsw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2012 12:39:01 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Nov 30, I never thought that this would be me</title>
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    <description>I'm 16 years old now; I've been cutting for 9-10 months now. When I was in year 6 my parent split, then 2 years later I was sexually harassed by one of&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/8cBYXcsoNz8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2012 10:12:32 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Nov 30, Idea of Christmas</title>
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    <description>The idea that Christmas depression is just a case of S.A.D (seasonal affected depression) is all good in a way, that's probably the reason that Christmas&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/E_q6OqXNrdE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2012 10:06:57 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Nov 18, Lost Soul</title>
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    <description>Help. Let's put a coalition together to embrace lost souls who are searching for connection, belonging acceptance and healing.  Let's get a bus and tour&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/HSS5DJlOluw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2012 11:00:37 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Nov 18, I miss my mother, sister, and grandparents at Christmas.</title>
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    <description>I miss my mother the most. She died of cancer on Dec. 5, 2009, so it was right before Christmas. I also miss my sister though I was very young when she&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/hDKMB7or5wY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2012 10:52:14 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Nov 13, Time is running out</title>
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    <description>Im only 19 and I suffer from a depression disorder. I havnt been to a doc about it cause I don't wanna have to have to be on pills for my entire life.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/WQSMLB6bIBo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2012 18:25:49 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Nov 3, My cutting story... (Not for attention!!!!!)</title>
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    <description>My name is Isabella, I am 14 years old, this is my story: I started cutting when I was 12 why? to be honest I don't know...People bully me all the time&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/tAbQitW0jr0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 15:56:43 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Oct 28, I'm falling apart</title>
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    <description>I moved to this place my freshman year of high school, it was hard for me, really hard. I didn't know anyone or anything, and i decided to play quiet&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/RF23tyPmqyw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2012 09:08:42 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Oct 16, Ugh</title>
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    <description>I'm 13 and from England, before I tell you. So, yeah. here goes. -sigh-  All my life, I've been abused by my family and mum. I've never had a father, and&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/8US0zY3Seok" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2012 18:49:24 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Sep 21, A secret living nightmare</title>
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    <description>In 2010 I became depressed after the loss of my bestfriend/boyfriend and a year went by and I was still broken but eventually I got over it. In 2011 I&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/Cb02JK81hbw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 21 Sep 2012 15:07:44 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Sep 14, Suicidal and cutting...</title>
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    <description>I'm 13 years old I have synesthesia and I'm suicidal and a I cut myself. It's because I feel this terrible pain inside of me and by cutting myself I feel&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/Vo6ZiEv1N5Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2012 15:21:51 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Sep 6, Being So Young, Yet Having To Grow Up So Fast</title>
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    <description>I'm twelve year of age and going into 7th grade. Pretty young, I know. But I feel hopeless, useless, unloved by almost everyone, and completely depressed.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/jHLC-PkiLFk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2012 17:16:51 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Aug 30, I can't tell them any of that</title>
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    <description>I feel so hurt. And sad. And tired. I'm done with it all. Just done.  I don't know what i want anymore, and i don't really care.  I can't talk to anyone&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/zLGU4efKBx4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2012 08:40:34 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Aug 30, Follow the crowd to fit in or stand out for yourself?</title>
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    <description>Hey I'm 16. My name's Najiha. I'm in Secondary 4, it's my last year before I graduate. and...Imma girl...lol  Anyway, I'm starting to realize I'm losing&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/W2vU1iV1fvk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2012 08:36:52 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Aug 25, My Own Little Slice of Hell</title>
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    <description>Hi. I'm Brandon. I'm a 12 year old sixth grader, normal, with girl problems, that sort of thing... So, here goes nothing... Oh, and 2 things first, Sorry&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/uTYyxTOgZC4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2012 17:11:48 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Aug 20, Who Am I?</title>
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    <description>Who am I? I wonder this every day. Seems as if more than once a week I’m battling two different people inside of me fighting to get out. Screaming voices&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/dtDQk8jzoz0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2012 12:24:10 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Aug 15, Too Many Reasons Why</title>
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    <description>It started when I was a 14 year old in junior high school. My grades started dropping and the teachers called my parents in for a meeting. I had no clue&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/7cuP6XEvJT8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2012 18:21:11 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Aug 11, Don't make a permanent decision for temporary feelings.</title>
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    <description>My names Kelly. I’m 16 years old and I go to New Foundations Charter High School.  I suffer with depression, anxiety and ADD/ADHD. I think part of the&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/H7BZ0Q2da8Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2012 09:08:49 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Aug 5, I know it hurts</title>
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    <description>Well I have gone through a lot in life like anybody else, but in my brain bad things only happen to me. I'll be happy one minute then the next I'll begin&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/H1kcSRcCl9w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2012 18:32:46 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jul 21, I feel like I have two sides</title>
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    <description>I don't even know where to begin with my story. I suppose it started in grade seven, the summer I was going to grade 8. I've had boyfriends before, but&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/46LMTFEjY-8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2012 10:35:36 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jul 19, True feelings</title>
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    <description>I'm 16, I think about death a lot, my family thinks I'm evil &amp; twisted.. but I'm not sure .. idk, I just wanna be happy again.. my life seems fucked up..&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/IpfReYyDuDg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2012 12:44:17 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jul 10, It Hurts</title>
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    <description>I'm 18 years old and for the past 5 years I have been inflicting pain upon myself.  It started when I was 13.  I started playing club volleyball then and&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/QRhgPMY3LU4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2012 16:35:15 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jun 29, Sick of living and scared of dying</title>
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    <description>I am 14 years old. I feel worthless. my boyfriend of 3 months recently broke up with me for his ex.. again.   I have been in love with him since july 2011.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/EN3YN99f4kc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2012 11:42:14 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jun 28, I'm drowning </title>
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    <description>I feel so alone. No one listens to me. Everyone just puts me aside. They all make me feel like I am the worst person ever. My mom  doesn't care about me&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/iPzKm6QBwIg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2012 18:23:46 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jun 19, Gitta's Journey</title>
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    <description>It was during the summer of 2010, I was a stressed out single mother of two trying to hold my family together ,working with unending bills &amp; problems left&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/-34IiS5hb78" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2012 19:12:13 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jun 17, I lost literally everything for my past comfort</title>
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    <description>I grew up as a latchkey kid with a workaholic neglectful mother.  My closest friends moved away at the age of 6, and my dearest relatives fell out with&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/4jR9D0N11KI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2012 07:57:24 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jun 3, War against myself</title>
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    <description>I'm the girl they think of last, they see me and think Hey shes pretty, shes so kind, oh she has the best life, got herself a great guy too They only see&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/6gzuo2x6Ydk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2012 08:54:46 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Jun 1, On my way down and picking up speed.</title>
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    <description>I had the classic no father figure, mom dated losers, not much attention for the youngest of 4.  I never use that as an excuse. I was just the last born&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/fssJmxviMYw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2012 19:50:29 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>May 13, I will forever have the scars on my mind</title>
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    <description>I can't tell you exactly how it started. It seems like everything just made me so angry. Everything started when I got to 6th grade. Me and my dad had&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/82NfCIe0oxI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2012 09:51:53 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>May 4, Together but alone</title>
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    <description>So im 13, weird, I know. So a couple months ago, I met a guy and we had been dating for 8 months till three or four months ago. So, he decided to cheat&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/WkZ_O7xLCpg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2012 19:12:02 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Apr 19, Help is inside of you, if you can believe it's there.</title>
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    <description>It was the toughest weeks of my life. I felt that I had no friends, nobody loved me, and I had no purpose. I just wanted to die…   While I was dealing&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/M0jcUN3MPkg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2012 11:44:53 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Apr 15, "The Golden Years"</title>
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    <description>It is said that the later years of life are The Golden Years--Golden Years my wrinkled old ass,there ain't any thing Goldenabout the pain in my body and&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/GYWgicFfZeU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 14:10:29 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Apr 12, I'm tired of being nice to people who don't give a shit about me</title>
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    <description>Well, first of all, I'm 17 and have been depressed for about 2 and half years.  I bottle up all of my feelings and emotions and keep them to myself because&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DepressionHelpBlog/~4/9xWmYiThDyg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2012 08:42:13 GMT</pubDate>
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