My dad is moving to Nova Scotia without me, he's taking my two little brothers and my one older brother is already down there. I'm left alone in Kitchener...
Me at the age of 7-8 having depression. The depression is still with me at age 12-13.
Today is October 20th, 2022
It's currently 2:40pm and I'm about to finish school, but I'm writing this instead. It's like my therapist.
I had gym, math then break, core, science, then break again.
At the start of the day I was kinda mad, I don't really like wearing coats but I guess I have to since it's almost winter, my favorite season. I only like hiking in winter because I have a phobia of bugs, it doesn't matter the size, I just don't like them.
It's almost 11pm and I cried in school.. I let one of my friends read this and in the middle of them reading I started to cry, they read all except for this bit..I'm debating on showing this to someone that MIGHT be able to help...but yet who could help an insane person?
TBH I'm kinda upset with myself for the way I am, my mom came in while I was in the washroom and said a bunch of things about my stench, I know I stink but I shower properly and I scrub-a-dub-duh too, No matter how hard I try I can't get rid of the smell, I'm sorry I'm actually moving EVERYDAY. Like, all my mother has to do is sit down and get phone calls...
YOU ARE READING
.My Diary.
Randomthis story is based off of my life and all of my secrets. The only reason I am making this a story is because some people find it hard to tell others, so I am showing people it is ok to think/feel what you think/feel..<3
