I've been dealing with depression for 3 years now, my mum would never suspect a thing, and my dad he left when I was13 and I'm now 16, that was a hard year for mum and me I think she blames me for it we always fight and she never wants me around, but I still need to be careful I couldn't bare the thought of mum knowing, this is my release, I've been losing everything I can't lose this, depression is so underrated, it's not just something if you wake up upset for a couple of days every now and again it's constant it makes you feel weak, but not just mentally it takes a drain and messes with your sleeping hours, which takes a toll on your physical energy, you can't just snap your fingers and be cured, it becomes your best friend always depending on it too take your mind off the pain, but only for a little bit, it's never really okay, i guess i do it because i would rather physically feel and see the pain, rather than emotionally and it feels like a solution to my current attitude and feelings, I've tried to stop but it's become an instinct
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The Red Project
Teen FictionI still can't remember why I resorted to this, all I know is that for a few moments everything feels okay