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I've found light,
In these little bits I write.
Some happy,
Yet, most are dark.
They all play a part
In this life that's been damaged
For far too long, almost from the start.
One moment changed me forever
and it tore me apart. 
I can't remember what age it happened, just that it happened before I turned ten.
I keep thinking the real me died that night when my eyes were bulging and I couldn't breath. 
Most days I feel as if I'm underwater, so my breathing gets harder.
I traded addictions for more addictions, that I now realize are part of this spiraling cycle that won't stop.
Will knowing this about me finally bring change, or will it keep me once again stuck on the same old page?