12 years old
7th grade was one of the hardest years, I lost my dog Duke, he was one of the best things that happened to me, I got him when I was 9 but I didn't put that in that page but that's not the point. Covid 19 happened, my tics started, I'd hit my pumps together really hard.
My brother threatened to hit me over a fucking blanket, that was nice 😑. All jokes aside it's really not funny, I fell into a bad depression, & I realized I'm trans.
I attempted Sewer Slide for the first time on October 27th 2019.
I didn't really eat much nor leave my room, I made a few online friends, and kind of joined a cult "Jënna" the ë is necessary it's the jënna thing with the ë. Anyways this year was not only hard for me but everyone in the world too with Covid an all.
My mom got me a therapist for some reason after my dog died, like could have started that sooner. But yeah that wasn't the greatest therapist, she also saw my brother so like that was weird and she made my mom be in the room with me but not my brother that my mom didn't like either, so when Covid shut everything down basically I stoped seeing her.
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My life story
Non-FictionTo be honest, I could write a big chapter books on my life, just one huge on would be my childhood. ⚠️Trigger warnings ⚠️ -@buse: mental, physical, & emotional -self h@rm I have a lot of mental and physical health issues so that will be say in here...
