I feel like talking about a topic everyone goes through. Its called DEPRESSION. Its like being numb. I have depression yet no one sees. When I wake up every morning I hate it because I'm hoping I won't wake up. I smile a lot to make my friends believe I'm okay.
DEPRESSION is a disorder also like bulimia. In the beginning of my high school year I gained 15 pounds. My crush didn't notice me anymore. It wasn't until winter break where I stopped eating and worked out. I'm still struggling a lot. I lost eight pounds in two weeks. My family started to worry. It was just a mess. It turns out I failed two high school classes my freshman year. I thought about suicide constantly. My crush has a thing with some girl I considered a friend. I can't blame her though so were still friends.
In my second semester of school I lost 5 pounds. I have a 35 page essay due in human development and life's just hard sometimes. I'm so tired. I'm better now but I still have the suicide thoughts when for example I see a picture of a happy skinny girl I feel sad. I wanna be like her. Sorry if this chapter is sad.
