It all started in year 7, the depression, the long sleeves, the lies, all the times I have said 'I'm fine.'
Nobody really understands what you're going through, you have different ways of dealing with shit. You tell you're self that 'nobody cares' and that 'you'll get through this' but do we actually get through this shit? Do we become a better person? Do we overcome our thoughts? Can we? Is that a thing anymore?
We may have friends who we tell for 'attention' but then we start to hide it because they don't care and that they do it.
YOU ARE READING
I am so sorry.
Teen Fiction❌TRIGGER WARNING❌ Do we actually get through this shit? Do we become a better person? Do we overcome our thoughts? Can we? Is that a thing anymore?