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Direct Your Questions

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By Julie ReisPublished 8 years ago • 1 min read

I find myself lying at the bottom of a bottle,

but not the bottle you might think.

This bottle is orange and has my name plastered across the side.

It has instructions of how to take them to feel “normal.”

Here I am at the bottom of a bottle that was full yesterday.

A bottle that says, “Take one per day,” but I took them all.

A bottle that is now falling.

A bottle that I no longer have the strength to hold.

At the bottom of that bottle is whatever was left of my existence.

All loved ones’ questions will be directed to the bottom of the bottle

Where there are no answers.

(If you are struggling with your mental health or suicidal thoughts, text “START” to 741-741 in the US to be connected with a live crisis counselor.)

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Julie Reis

I’m 23 and have no chill. @BoredPD on insta

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