My childhood way 'okay' it definitely could've been better. You see, at the mere age of seven, I gained depression. And yes, I still have it. But why seven of all ages? Well, my parents were arguing and putting me and my brother in-between their problems. Being seven, that was a rather difficult reality to deal with.
Eventually, they filed a divorce, and I couldn't see my dad for a while. It's strange how the mother's always have a better chance of custody... What if my mother was bad? Anyhow, I digress.
Every evening for a very long time, I would just lay in bed and stare at the ceiling. Sometimes I would cry. Sometimes I would just fall asleep and forget. Eventually, we had to give up our nice house and move into a very ghetto neighborhood.
Nonetheless, I couldn't make any friends because I couldn't fit in. Once again, this still lasts to this day. People ask why I spend so much time on the internet. And the answer is that reality is too harsh for me to make friends.
Anxiety is slowly killing me. It gets worse and worse everyday. It's at the rate where if I even hear the most sudden noise I get scared. This is the reason I cannot be at a public school. And this is why I am home schooled.
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Glinting in the Darkness - Random Vent
RandomThis is a random vent, because why not? People don't seem to understand my point of view, so I will give it here. Each chapter is probably going to have a decent amount of words rather than a paragraph or two.
