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Doing what I believed I loved, what I thought was my passion. And now, bullied and used for everyone''''s gain except mine. All I can do is imagine fake worlds to get me through the day, only to be constantly interrupted by the said world as a reminder of reality. If only I could go back and change my past..... no. If only I could leave this world and become something that I truly love, something that I chose. Not something I felt I had to do to survive.