My depression started at age 12. In the beginning I almost didn't notice it. I could not push the sad feelings away. I also could not find relief from every name I was called. Not only the kids at school seemed to have it out for me, my family did as well. The people that are supposed to care and love you right? Not in my household. My dad would try to stick up for me, but it would cause more trouble than it was worth. Eventually everyone gave up on me. Here is where I will write my poems and short story like things about my life. This is one way of how I deal with depression. Content can be graphic at times this will be the only warning
