Well, here i sit, writing my story, mainly my story of the one thing that is heart wrenching: depression. I've been depressed since last year, and I feel like now the world, or the 5 people that'll read this, need to know this story. Many people don't take depressed people seriously, always think they cut, and they always baby us. When that's not what we want. We want to deal with it ourself, prove we can overcome this WITHOUT help. Most times, we can't, but we just keep that to ourselves, and in the end, it hurts us even more than we thought was humanly possible. I'm going to remain nameless until later on in the story, because this is a true story I submitted to this wattpad account. So I hope you'll read this and cry with me while I write this down. I've written this weeks in advance, and who knows: maybe depression will get the best of me before you read this. Anyways, I hope you learn a little bit from my story of depression and come out from reading it a completely different person. Trust me, my story gets pretty bad. Don't be afraid to stop reading, because this depression story isn't the boy is depressed and commits suicide: this is a little less intense, but along the same lines
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A last goodbye: my story of depression
Non-FictionMaybe I was a mistake. Maybe I should just go away. Maybe I should just leave this planet, no one wants me anyways. This is my story of depression