I first would like to cover emotional pain.
I come across this every second of the day, wether it be from being yelled at by my own family, ignored by friends, lost and sad without hope to find that special someone in my life; whatever the case may be, I know ive been through it, and I know you have too, thats what makes us special..
No Im just fucking with you, theres nothing special here, we are both humans.. Born on this earth for one purpose. Suvive, and while other people make pretend in their own little world so that they can ease the pain of that cruel fact of Death, I stare It straight in its cold empty face.
I was born in the state of Illinois, around the outskirts of Chicago, so it made it easier to just tell people I was from Chicago, when really I was from Libertyville Illinois, born and raised till 8 or 9 and then moved off to Kansas.
Why do I bring this up you might wonder? Well Im glad you asked, I first found out I had depression in 2nd grade, along with my ADHD I had to start taking anti depressants, which would go on to start affecting my health in terms of body image and weight, but hey I was a nice kid and I didnt pay attention to my body back then, I couldnt even do a push up for god knows how long, and I dont even know why, but one day in class I was just feelin so sad, like everyone in class hated me, which may not have been true, but to me I thought it was, so I went up to one of the kids and asked him if he had a knife, he asked why, I told him "so I can make the pain go away, I just need to cut the pain out"-
so yes of course this kid told the teacher, which was smart, and I miss him and wish I could apologize to him for alot, but thats besides the point.
I got sent to the office and got in trouble for it, weird to me how I got in trouble instead of them trying to ask me questions and help me feel better and then get me therapy, but eh thats the school system for you, they dont give a shit about kids feelings.
After that, more stuff happened, fast forward to present day as of now, and you have me.. 17 and sensitive to everything, But I mostly hide it..
Now this story isnt gonna be about me and my experiences soley, its also going to be about friends, and how I tried to help them, and how pain affects both parties, and yeah, I hope you decide to keep reading, but for now ill post this and then update it later.
