Alright, hello my name is Alexander Stone, and i have severe depression and anxiety, bipolar disorder and ptsd (post traumatic stress disorder). With a few other labels they have yet to use on me just yet. I'm one fucked up motherfucker.. but I'm trying to get better than my 'illnesses' I'm just your average pan. Trans asshole. Let's start when i was hmm. 12. I had a best friend all through-out my childhood like you may have guessed. But my little fishy was special to me. Grade 2-7 i had a best friend named India. She was everything to me. But i didn't know how to treat people. And there was a big fight at my house. I'll go into another time. And her mom didn't like me. So she left. Which looking back, I'm glad she did. I still miss her though, in the worst of ways.
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