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Life Going Down Hill

Hello, I’m a 22-year-old women.

I had repetitive thoughts from 7 to 18. That’s when I began to talk with my mother and went to see a psychologist who helped me overcome my fear.

Then when I was 19 I went to France to study because I always was told to be the best in my studies.

Then I began to have depression. Everyone there was much, much more intelligent than me so I was isolated and told my parents I wanted to come back.

No one listened to me until I attempted suicide on my second year. I came back to my original country. I always felt bad about my labia minora and how big they were. So, I had a labiaplasty surgery (which again my dad didn’t know about since he only cares about my studies). My labiapasty was not a success and lost all my nerves there so I could barely feel anything when having sex

Now 22, I don’t know if I ever be able to feel happiness at any stage of my life.

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