My name is Greyson. I am Thirteen years old. I have depression. I am very very open about this. Today I was told that 'You shouldn't be open about your depression' By a girl. Lets call her X. X is a total bitch to me. She has bullied me my whole life. I have attempted to forgive her but let's just say she deeply offends me with every fucking word that comes past her lips.
So I have had depression for three years. The first year was okay I had some major spikes of high and low most of the year. Fast forward to year number two, that was complete hell. I was at a low point in my life. I lost all of my friends that year, life just sucked. I contemplated suicide multiple times every day for at least 3 months. It once got so bad that I began to cut. Now, this year I am on meds that fix my brain so I can be a human again. I've become so much more happy with myself, My depression is a part of me. It use to control me and my actions but I am slowly overcoming it. On the other hand I have to take meds for the rest of my life, Many people may say 'Oh, it could be worse you can function' or more commonly 'get over it i bet it isn't even that bad' but bOiii LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING. MY DEPRESSION HAS CONTROLLED ME, I couldn't function for months at a time before my medicine. Now on my meds have helped me take charge of my depression. To anyone who would like to be an asshat, This is not self diagnoses. this is genetics it runs in my family. I just got unlucky and got passed down depression.
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عشوائيJust here for me to rant on and you to most likely not read And uhm, This includes swearing, depressing thoughts, self loathing amongst other things Uhm, my friend @breathiings made the cover for me so I don't take credit for the cover
