My name is Olivia Hazel Deluca-Bishop. I was born in June and I'm about to turn 16 years old. Time does fly like crazy huh.
I am a daughter of a doctor at the Grey-Sloan Memorial hospital, Dr Carina Deluca-Bishop, and a firefighter at Station 19, Captain Maya Deluca-Bishop. Their jobs can be pretty hectic and their schedule is usually all over the place, but they try as hard as they can so that they could spend time with me and together as a family.
I am a complete mix of my mom (Maya) and mama (Carina). My parents used a sperm donor, and mama was the one who carried. I inherited her brown long hair, but to fight all the odds of basic genetics, somehow I was born with bright blue eyes while mama and the donor both had brown, so that draws me closer to my mom. There were some small issues at the end of mama's pregnancy, which resulted in me not growing at the same speed as other kids, making me a little bit shorter than the other kids my age. At 15, I'm 4'9 ft tall, which makes me pretty tiny looking and a lot shorter than my parents. It has never really bothered me though, there are a lot of perks to being short.
Currently, I attend Seattle Grace High School. I still have about a month of sophomore year left before the long waited summer starts. I have friends, I play soccer at my school and I am a straight A-student. Due to my moms being literally geniuses and having such high-demanding jobs, and also to my mom Maya being an Olympian, I feel a lot of pressure to do well, basically in every aspect of life. And I know their work is stressful, so I have tried to be an easy kid, not causing too much trouble or making them worry, even though sometimes I wish they would notice how heavy life can sometimes feel.
On that note, I have been struggling recently. Not really with school, I mean I try to keep up as well as I can, but struggling mentally. For a while, everything has felt dark. Like there's this curtain of greyness between me and the world. I have started to deal with anxiety and panic attacks, started skipping meals & restrict my eating due to the anxiety and to get the feeling of control that I crave because recently, it has felt like everything in my life is chaotic and I don't know how to deal with my emotions. I know I could talk to my moms, but I just don't want to bother them. And also I feel like, at the moment, this isn't a problem that is severe enough yet to get any help. I kinda don't want to get help.
A/N: Alriiiiight so here's an introductory chapter about the main character Olivia. Atm, I have no idea where this story goes or how long I'm going to write it, just wanted to test this out lol. AND TRIGGER WARNING, this story will handle topics of mental illness (depression, anxiety, ed, sh), so please be aware of that. ⚠
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FanfictionA story about Olivia, the daughter of Maya & Carina Deluca-Bishop. Olivia is a high school student who excels in everything she does and plays soccer on her school's team. She loves her moms more than anything, but recently she's been struggling to...
