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 This ONE belief literally almost killed me. (Trigger Warning) A little over 8 years ago, I made the decision to end my time on this Earth.  My plan was to do it on my birthday as a gift to myself and the world.  How did I get to such a low point? It all stemmed from one constant unchallenged thought, which I came to convince myself it was a fact.  “No one really understood me.” I had always known that I was different, and I also learned quickly to keep that buried deep inside as it wasn’t socially acceptable, and certainly not celebrated.  I asked questions at 6 that got me kicked out of Sunday School I knew when people were upset, even if they were faking a smile, and when I would address it, people would often get defensive or weirded out. I spoke to inanimate objects and people I could not physically see, but I could feel.  When I would play Barbies, I never wanted to be married, and I thought Ken was lame.  So I quickly learned to pretend so my friends and family didn’t know how “weird” I was.  I felt