i should have never asked for help.
i should have called one of brothers instead of posting the fact that i was struggling in math on my story. Maybe then i wouldn't have had access to him.
I'm 17 now, still depressed as always, but now calculus was another variable added to why life and math should be made illegal as a whole. can i pick a struggle for what i want to be depressed about?.
NO? OKAY.
we had became a little less more than cordial. texting only if i had liked something on his story and made a comment, or when he liked mines and made a comment.
Never going beyond that.
However the person who came to my math rescue was Mr. Programmer. it was really unexpected not even gonna lie.
i think that was how everything really began for me.
i became really curious about this 23 year old man that disliked me, reaching out wanting to actually help me do math!
who in their right minds would want to help me with math?. huh?.
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Unrequited, 19
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