A Few Years Back, I Experienced A Tragic Event Which Caused Me Depression And Anxiety. This Event Which I Would Never Reveal To Anyone Except That My Father Was Left Permanently Disabled. This Event Caused Tragedy For Me, And I Broke. I Broke All Sorts Of Personality Traits, Everything About Myself And Became A Machine As A Human. Instead Of 6 Hours Feeling Long, It Felt As If One Minute Passed By. Once We Were Able To Go Back Home, We Were Broke. My Parents Didn't Have Anything Such As A Savings' Account And Checking Account. We Were Flat Out Broke, And Barely Managed To Have Electricity And Water.
We Barely Had Enough To Eat Food, Or Drink A Sort Of Liquid. My Mother Couldn't Work Due To The Fact, And This Is What She Said "I Can't Work Otherwise The Government Will Not Pay Your Father's Pills". I Acknowledged, And Then Another Source Of Money Came Up Instead Of Just Asking For Money From Our Dear Relatives Specifically My Older Brother. A Job As My Father's Caretaker Was Given To My Grandmother, A Heartless Wench Who Went On Vacation Even Though Her Son Was In A Hospital, To Provide Us With The Money She Got From Her Occupation So We Sustain Ourselves And Stay Alive.
During This Time Of Just Electricity And Water Since I Didn't Want To Accept The Reality Of This Situation. I Delved Into Video Games, Far Deeper Than I Should Have Which In Turn Ruined Games For Me For The Rest Of My Life As I Continued To Grow. We Got Internet, Cable, Phones, Power, And Water With Food. I Entered Into The Next Year Of School, And Everyone Seemed The Same. It Seemed As If I Really Was The Only One To Change. It Was This Year, I Started To Wear Double Layers No Matter The Season Due To A Comment That My Fat Lumps ,That I Had Gotten From Being A Somewhat Spoiled Child, Made People Feel Uncomfortable.
It Was During November, The Weekend Before Thanksgiving Week, When I First Met A Few People Online And Started Playing Minecraft With Them. Their Names Are Jessie, Jarius, And Thatyanna (Strange Name I Know But It's The Truth). I Started Playing With Them On A Daily Basis, Talking To Them, And Even Downloading A Messaging App To Keep In Contact With Them For Long Periods Of Time. We Trusted And Hanged Out With Each Other For Long Periods Of Time Until We Just Tore Apart Due To Thatyanna's Disappearance.
I Hanged Out With Jessie For A While But Then, A Girl That I Knew In Real Life Ruined It For Me. She Convinced Them That They Should Hate Me For No Apparent Reason Which Left Me Crushed Since At That Moment, That Was My Paradise, My Only Friends That Actually Accepted Me. I Met My Best Friend That Year Without Knowing. That Summer I Started To Read Web Stories About Video Games, And Multiple Other Things. Still I Don't Remember How Much Of A Struggle I Had To Stop Myself From Killing Myself And A Few Other Morbid Things.
I've Always Loved Stories As A Young Child, And It's Really Such A Shame That I'm Not As Interested In Reading As Much as I Used To Be. The Next School Year, I Met One Of The Best People Who Was One Of The Most Innocent, Ignorant People. I Taught Him On How To Become A More Of A Liar To Get His Way Because He Usually Got Taken Advantage Of.
I Know I Used To Get Taken Advantage Of Since People Think I'm Somewhat Smarter Than Them. I Just Have Great Memory Compared To Most When Needed Which Allows Me To Know The Answers. Those Two Years I Was A Quiet Boy Compared To My Earlier Years, And During That September. Jarius Contacted Me Once Again, And Made Meet A Few Other People Which Led To A Few Group Chats On Kik.
These Group Chats Included A Lot Of Text Roleplay Which Involved A Lot Of Anime Which I Didn't Understand So I Started Watching Anime Such As Attack On Titan, Fairy Tale, Erased, And Many Others. Those Stories Along, Video Games Stories, And Literature Had Me Imagining My Own Story Plots And Such. Within These Group Chats Were Layers Of People. Those Layers Of People Involved A Lot Of Rude Controlling Manipulative People, And Alot Of Depressed Teens,And Kids Who I Tried To Help But To This Day. I Honestly Don't Know They Killed Themselves Or Were Just Lying To Me And Such.
I Became A Therapist For People, And Was The Hero For Some Of These People. Life Goes On And As It Is We Eventually See Ourselves Become A Villain Of Some Sorts. I Confronted So Many Dicks That It Rubbed Off On Me And I Picked Up The Habit Of Manipulating People, And Creating A Basic Construct. That Took Up The Rest Of That Year, And The Next Year Entirely. I Left It Because Of Their Own Ignorance.
After That Straight Year, The Next Year Began And I Started Wearing Button Up Shirts Under My Jackets Because I Had Gotten Much Skinner From My Earlier Years. All Of This Did Happen To Me Which Allowed Me To Become The Person I Was. I Joined A Few Programs, And I Met My Best Friend. I Met A Love, And Who Knows Where I Am With That. I've Become Positive, Enthused, And Multiple Positive Things Since I've Become Happy. I'm Not Living In Poverty, I Don't Have To Talk To The Relatives I Hate, I Don't Have To Play Video Games To Not Be Bored, And I'm Just A Writer Who's Happy To Be Alone!
I Used To Be A Youtuber Which I Was Great Towards At The End But I Stopped Because It Burned Me Out Quite Quickly. I'm A Writer For Myself, And Working With A Few Others To Write A Screenplay.
