Life

"If you think you're going to crash, step on the pedal harder. Nevermind, nevermind, even if it's a road of thorns, we still run."-Nevermind-Yoongi Min

This quote is from the song "Nevermind" by a Korean rapper named, AGUST-D who is also known as Yoongi Min. This quote relates to my story because the song is about doing anything to achieve something. This story will talk about how I've been trying to get over my depression and anxiety, so I can feel confident to follow my dreams.

This story is about me, Faith Moore. I want to get over my depression and anxiety to feel more confident and happy about my life. I've been bullied since I was in 4th grade, the bullying lasted until 9th grade, and I'm in the 11th grade now. I remember that when I was in elementary, I didn't have friends for a long time because I was one of the 'weird kids' and then I finally made some friends who were also bullied because of how they acted, looked, wrote, spoke, and how quiet or antisocial they were. When I got to the 4th grade, I realized that the people around me didn't want to be my friend; instead, they wanted to pick on me, call me names, throw stuff at me, and laugh at me. By the time I got to 5th grade, I had found out about LGBT, and I also realized that I began finding girls attractive. I came out as bisexual. People didn't accept it, so I told everyone that it was a joke, but they didn't listen to me when I said that. I stayed around my group of friends who stood up for me from time to time. One of my friends, Claire, left the school in the 4th grade, and I became despondent because I cared about her a lot. I didn't want her to move, but I couldn't stop her. When I got to middle school, I hated everything about it. I became depressed, people called me a 'sinner', I was judged for being bisexual again, but my friends didn't judge or hurt me. My friend, Katie, who told almost everyone in the 7th grade that she was transgender, always made me happy no matter what. He has a different name now, and he moved in the 8th grade. He was the only person who could help me with my depression. In 7th grade, my depression got worse. I did my best to hide it so the people around me wouldn't notice. In 8th grade, I was antisocial, didn't want more friends, and didn't want to talk to anyone that much. Some of the people I thought were my friends started talking behind my back even though I could hear everything they were saying. In 8th or 9th grade, someone threw a box of paper clips at my head, and I nearly pushed down the bleachers. In the 9th grade, I made a new friend who was very honest and kind. I was in a crash on March 7th of this year. I was scared because I was in and out of consciousness. My older sister was driving, my little brother was in the front passenger seat, I was in the backseat behind the driver seat. My sister was taking us to our aunt's house. I'm in the 11th grade now, hopefully going to 12th grade next year. I started dating someone this year. I got my instructional permit and I am almost over the crash now. I have more friends now; I'm happier because I was able to get over my fears and make more friends. I even have a job now, but I haven't fully gotten over my depression or anxiety. I hope that as I get older, that will change.