I've turned 10 but Paige is still 17 so we're still stuck in the situation, I've started taking to a "therapist" in school because I've stopped doing things and caring about anything but Paige. Paige sees her too but neither of us tell her what's happening, we'll just get sent to somewhere worse. I still haven't spoken since the hospital, it's useless. The therapist said something about me and page having "depsion" or something like that. She told me it means to not want to do anything or care about anything and something else along those lines, sounds about right. Paige later corrected me saying "depression". She prefers to go to work most the time because she can save up for us to leave our bad lives behind, which sounds like a dream come true to us by now. While she's off at work I like to draw, I sorta use it to express myself I guess, apparently I'm really good too. I don't know though I just enjoy it. Paige came home from work and was happy to see me, but we don't truly know what happy is anymore. Tonight she put this in her book:
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you drained me of my identity and
Injected self doubt into my veins
Left me questioning my own sanity
Walking around aimlessly
At war with my own body every day
Trying to scrub your heavy words off my skin
My mental state has been shaken to its core
I don't know who I am anymore
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I understand more and more of what she writes every time.
I love her
YOU ARE READING
Brave
RandomA little girls diary entry of her big sisters diary entry's, each paragraph involves the whole day of the day her big sister Paige's diary entry is on. I won't lie, it's a bit depressing and has a lot of random depressing poems I got off the interne...
