Being a girl lost in a world of hatred isn't easy; for anyone that is. This is a true story based off of my experiences in hospitals. Depression, anxiety, behavior issues , it's all behind the doors. The world dosent really know how it is though it'...
People think that the hardest part of being in a hospital is just because you're there. But the truth is you make friends, you make best friends, within a week and then they're gone. The story is a real story based on my life but I guess we should start from the beginning. ------—----------------------------------------—--- This is me.(pink hair)
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I probably look like any other girl maybe even happy. But reality is, ever since I was little; since I can remember I've had terrible depression. I have thoughts of suicide constantly, I never get a break. Every little thing worries me bothers me until I break down. One of my big downfalls is isolation, this is something no one really understands i push people away and I don't want to but I do it anyways, because I want to sit in my bed. Now everybody has a hard life but this is my story. This all started when I was younger I mean I guess since I was born my father had severe depression. He was alcoholic but a loving father one that I will never forget but alcohol in the end ruined him. He ended up killing himself with pills and a bag(this happened when I was 4). My mother was called at 5 AM in the morning by my grandmothers frantic voice and that was it. Before that even happened we lived in a trailer outside of my grandmothers house for quite a while, we got kicked out of our house and didn't have the money for another rent. Whatever things got better they seemed to just go back to shit. In fifth grade I made a bestfriend her name was Beth (different name used for privacy). We hung out every day from the first day we met it was destiny. She saw everything I've been through which at one point was someone exposing me online, but that's another story. By the time it was the end of ninth-grade we ended up parting ways. She did things that weren't healthy for her, and wasn't happy that I was worried about her. She ended up telling everybody that I was a bitch , I almost got beat the crap out of by the girl that caused all these problems.I still love her to death. Till this day that's the one thing I still haven't gotten over , at the same time that happened my other best friend moved away to nc. So I was alone, and this is when it all started to kick me in the ass. I am a high honors student, and my mother puts none of the pressure on me I put it on myself. I worry about every little number , and for god sake if I got a b- or lower I flip out with stress. I think I put all this pressure on myself because I want to go somewhere in my life. We don't have a lot of money so I try my hardest to do the best I can! And my 5th grade teacher that made me realize I have problems by giving me a anxiety attack. Can suck it, because guess what bitch I made it past 6th grade.
------------------------------------------------------- This was so you got to know a little bit about me before I got into the deep shit. I hope you enjoy my lovely life so far, I always feel guilty about talking about it cause other people have it worst then me, but this is my story . Make sure to tell me if you like it so far
