This is no longer a diary.A diary is where some fake cunt writes about her crush. And while I will still most likely do that at some points I have decided to turn this book into a journal.A journal is actually where a person can write down his/her actual feelings and help you with stuff like depression.Today I realised that depression has been going on in my family for years.I have known that I have had it for some time now but I am just now remebering why.
The first part is that my dad left my family and I (he came back a year later though) when I was about two years old maybe three I don't know I am too young to remember the ENTIRE story, I mean my brother didn't even know his dad till he was one.So the story is that when I was a little girl we lived in a great awesome house.But it had black mold and if you don't know black mold is very dangerous, so we had to leave immediatly meaning we had to leave everything clothes,toys,money we had to go live with my Nana and Papa.My mom being the awesome woman she is kept on fighting for us though.But one day we realized she was pregnant with my younger brother.So it was up to my dad for him to fight for us or my brother and possibly my mom would've died.But he didn't.My dad did not fight for us and one day he just left.Ever since then I've never had a dad who was there for me.Hell I don't think I did before that event either.The same thing goes for my little brother but also my little half brother.His dad put me and my brother through child labor making us do impossible things that a 9 year old and an 6 year old could never do.
Another thing is I have an illness that effects my physical being and when I was younger it was okay.I just had to be more careful with my actions.But now I am currentley in middle school and I am finding it really hard to fit in there because my school is mostly made out of sports.So I lost a lot of friends due to the fact they were all in sports and I couldn't be in them because of my condition.Believe me if I could change it I would.You know I think I was right after talking (sorta) about my life I feel a lot better.~Giallogirl14
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My Life
RandomHi, so this is the story i how lived and knowing my life probably the story of how i secretly go insane. The picture does not belong to me the only thing that belongs to me is this story.(age 13 and up cause there will be a LOT of swearing.)
