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ð¥[Escaping from hell was surprisingly like this]
Back then, it was seriously hell.
Sighing the moment I woke up.
At work, nothing but mistakes, the bossâs pressure was insane, and Iâd just mess with my phone and sleep when I got home ðð€.
Every night, Iâd think, âWhat am I even living for?â
But one day, I left work early on a whim
and just zoned out at a nearby café. âð¿
And then, tears just started falling, lol.
âOh⊠Iâve been pushing myself way too hard,â I realized.
From there, I slowly changed my life.
Morning walks, cutting out SNS,
doing one thing a day that I actually liked. ððð§
Itâs not perfect,
but Iâve definitely escaped the old me.
Hell is something you can slip into without noticing.
But the first step to breaking free might just be âpausing for a moment.â
Thatâs what worked for me, maybe!?
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