As a little girl I grew up with parents that didn't always get along. They were constantly fighting and arguing about the littlest things. From what color the wall should be to what we should eat for dinner that night. If got bad to the point where I felt torn apart by their constant bickering. Only I was too young to understand my circumstances as well as how to fix them. I also grew up with a younger brother named Matthew. I called him Maddy just make fun of him. He was the light of my day until I met Jess and Curtis. My two best friends. They are they only two in the world that allow me to be me.
We have all been friends since kindergarten and have always been each others rock. We do fight a little but it's nothing compared to my parents. Curtis's parents have been divorced since he was 6. He was always helping me getting through my problems. He tries to protect both me and Jess no matter how much trouble he knows he would get in to. He's stubborn, and that's why we love him so much.
Jess is a little different. She knows how to make you forget about your problems completely. She has her ways of making you a normal teenager again. I guess that's why I needed her all these years. She like the drug that makes you feel better. She tries to prevent the problems. Her dad died before she was born and her mom was a Nero-surgeon that was only home for 4 hours a week. She basically lived in my house.
I am the odd one of our trio. I have moderate depression. I was diagnosed with it when I was 12. My doctor told me that I couldn't cure it unless I learn patience and how to control my stress. I have panic attacks that coming and going for 3 years. I have a hard time focusing and have the attention span of a mouse. My parents fought about me for months. Arguing weather they should divorce or not. And if that would cause stress to me. But after a while they forgot all about my problems and started fighting about their unnessesary issues again. I had to grow up a little to fast when they had my brother. I was only 7 at the time. But I had to learn to cook and take care of a baby.
They only other way for me to be me besides my friends was music. Every night I'd listen to music. It helps me fall asleep. It also blocks out the noise of my parents. I can also sing but because of my depression I can't go up and sing in front of people.
My life has always been the same. Hiding, crying, friends and parenting. But it all changed when I met this boy.....
