There's so much going on. I mean, I feel happier but not entirely. I'm still depressed, still self loathing but I'm happy at the same time. My dad still treats me like shit as well as my mom but I'm working through it. I'm in 10th grade now, 9th grade was pretty cool. Shockingly there was no bullying. My hamster died eight days before ninth grade started. It hurt like hell. I always miss him, I also watched my grandmas dog get put down because I didn't want my grandma to do it alone even though she is pretty shitty. His name is Fred/Freddie/Freddy. I love him a lot. He's one of my best dog friends.
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My Depression Story
RandomThis is a story about my mental health. My journey as a person. You'll read about everything I went through. Hopefully you like it❤️
