Depression. Anxiety. Insomnia.Trust issues. These are all things I've lived with for a while now. Lets start with depression. I want to say it started once i moved towns when I was 11 and left behind everything i knew and loved, but unfortunately I'm trying this new thing where I try not to lie to myself. I know that it started before then. Nine years old. I was nine years old when my depression began. I was nine years old when my anxiety started getting worse and I had my first panic attack. Nine years old.
4th grade, I wasn't bullied or anything at that time, it wasn't caused by classmates. It wasn't my family either. I loved my family and they loved me. We were really close to each other and I'm glad to have them. I guess around 4th grade I kind of realized what happened when I was younger. The neighborhood i lived in was so amazing, to oblivious 3-8 year old me. That neighborhood was shit. Not the neighborhood, the people in it.
I grew up believing that all this running and all this hiding was just a game. They let me believe that, but im a lot wiser now. It wasn't a game. It was life. If I didn't run I would be scarred for life, or even dead. If i didnt hide I probably wouldn't be here today. It a good thing hide and seek tag was my favorite. But anyway back to the point, depression. It happened because I realized it wasn't just a game. I realized I wasn't exactly as safe as I thought I was. I realized that life, actually fucking sucked. That people in this world were dishonest, and bad. That it's hard to trust people in todays society.AUTHOR NOTE-
This is the beginning to my new book! I hope you enjoy:)
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Life.
Teen FictionGirl tells stories about her life and ends up finding someone to love her. Shitty descriptions but read the book lol