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I was officially diagnosed with depression when I was fourteen. But of course I felt like I had it at a much earlier age. As a child, I went through many rough patches that most children don't go through. I had many relatives die all around the same time. And also cancer being the bitch that it is, it took my baby cousin Benjamin.
I started suspecting that I had it around 6-7 years old, which is insanely young to suspect depression. I did do self-harm for awhile after I was officially diagnosed because I felt weak and helpless. But for this part my depression ties in with it greatly.
After my self-harming, I changed myself greatly. I dyed my hair significantly and changed what I wore. No, I didn't turn emo but I wasn't myself. I got many compliments for my hair but they felt fake. It seems like when you change that's when people give you compliments.
((The colors when I first dyed my hair))
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After awhile, I was fed up with all the fakes and stupid compliments. I wanted to do something that people wouldn't like for once. I started to become one of those fake people. I dyed my hair for the second time.
((The colors I dyed my hair the second time))
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But then depression relapsed and I was even more sad. Pretty much, my whole time at secondary school was a downward spiral. I was self harming again and secluded myself from other people. Currently I have tried to slowly stop self harming myself and it's working out ok. I have 12 scars; 6 on my right arm and 5 on my left thigh.
I know this isn't a creepy or scary story like the other ones, but I met a person recently who is going through the same thing I went through. I tried to help and they are now my one of my best friends. I don't want to sound cheesy (believe me, I understand how stupid it is when someone tries to encourage you to stop with cheesy words 🙄) so I'm not going to say anything about it.
The only thing I will say though, if you have a story similar to mine, please feel free to comment it. I always try to read as many comments as I can and if you post your story, I WILL respond to it.
