A small vent and facts about the author

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As you may have noticed by the title, this is not a continuation of a story, but more of a vent session by yours truly.

I will keep this short and simple so as not not waste any more of your time than is necessary.

You may have heard of people of that have depression, I am not excluded from that group of people.

While the depression that I have is not that serious, it is still identified as depression, minor depression at max.

However even that is enough to cause serious problems. Examples would include suicidal thoughts, self-harm, and recently enjoying pain.

Also random mood swings are included, as well as bouts of violent temper.

The root cause of this is due to a series of incidents during my childhood.

To explain what happened, I would have to start this story from the beginning, when I was in school. To be specific, when I was in 3rd grade.

 I was a pretty docile student from the start, and a pretty big introvert. I had a few good friends and good relations with other people in the class.

But the problem was that I wasn't a student from the country that the school was in, I was from a different country.

Now you may not know it, but students from foreign countries aren't exactly given the same treatment as people from the same country.

Those students have to undergo bullying.

And so I had to undergo bullying during school.

Now that would have been fine if I was the only one being targetted by the bullies, but no.

The bullies targetted my friends as well, calling them names, isolating them and at times even getting into fights with them.

It's heartwarming to know you have such loyal friends that stay through thick and thin alongside you. But it's also heartbreaking knowing that you are the reason that your friends have to endure bullying and isolation.

I had no choice but to tell my friends to leave me, so they wouldn't have to suffer.

My friends listened to me and left me, but only during school, they would still support me when we were alone.

And the bullies did stop going after my friends once I broke connections with them, which made me feel better, cause my friends weren't suffering because of me.

However there was a new problem in that the bullies began coming after me with even more ferocity than ever before.

We all know the famous saying that even diamonds break under immense pressure.

The same applies to humans.

I snapped.

The incident in which I snapped was as such.

The bullies had tripped me. Not on the ground, but rather the stairs.

I was injured of course but more than that I was pissed. I finally lost my patience for the bullies and decided to fight back.

I got up, chased down the bullies and beat them up one by one. I then proceeded to throw them down the very same stairs that they had made me trip on.

I felt good when I managed to get revenge on the bullies.
But I also had new problems, like trauma from the bullying and also social anxiety.

I did undergo slight therapy, to help me cope with the trauma.

One of the good things about this whole thing though is that reading and writing stories helps as a way to vent.

One of the reasons why I decide to write, is to cope and usually what I write is angsty. Eg: the first chapter's zenitsu pov was based off of my own experiences.

So if the story is not updated, it means that I am taking a break from writing to calm down.

And lastly thank you bubbletea-chan. I know that it's difficult to work with me, but you still persevere and help me during the writing of this story. You also have helped me to somewhat overcome my social anxiety. Earlier if I commented I would never respond to a reply, but you reached out to me and acknowledged my idea and agreed to help me make it. You helped me expand my boundaries, and for that I can't thank you enough.

With that my little vent is over, and so we shall meet in the next chapter, until then sayonara.


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