"I spent three weeks in a mental hospital and what I discovered there I feel like I should put into words.
We are not who you think we are.
The boy with turrets told the funniest jokes.
The girl who raked her nails up and down her skin could create the most exquisite drawings.
The girl who abused drugs had the wisest heart.
The boy with schizophrenia had the biggest heart.
The girl that tried to kill herself told the boy with insomnia stories to help lure him to sleep.
The boy who wanted to kill himself had the deepest passion for cooking.
The girl with slits and scars all over her body dried my tears and told me I was beautiful.
The boy with anger issues gave the warmest hugs.
The girl with bulimia told everyone everyday that they looked beautiful in their bodies.
Th boy who was a compulsive liar told us that he wanted us all to get better, and that he was for once telling the truth.
The girl who almost drank herself to death stood up for anyone that felt they were being bullied.
The boy with social anxiety made sure no one sat alone at meals.
We are not who you think we are.
Don't be so quick to judge"
This story is not mine, I read it on Instagram, if you want to check out the page, here it is: @7.18am
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Broken But Not Broken (COMPLETE)
Non-FictionOk, so everything that you read actually happened, so if you want to keep reading its your choice, WARNING: Sometimes I feel that my depression doesn't make sense, please, if you relate to this story, or you start feeling worse STOP READING! UPDA...
