Depression Pt 1

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(Zacks POV)

It's been a few weeks ever since the incident with that one asshole kid and the group chat stuff. I continued to be called names by random kids and by people online, but something begins to become wrong with me. I start to slack off on my work, words hurt my more than usual, I feel like crying all the time and I'm always down on myself(harder than usuall). It's weird for me to feel like this, but I think nothing of it. I just went on through the week like everything was fine.

Its a week later, 8:00pm at night and I'm bawling my eyes out. My mom comes in and asks me what's wrong, I say nothing but I know that something is wrong, I hate myself, I have no self esteem, or self confidence. None and I didn't have much to begin with at the start of this year. So my mom sits next to me and said she has noticed how I've been very sad lately, she has also been getting calls from my teachers that I've been acting sad and haven't been paying attention in class. She is worried, she talks to me for a while and after I've calmed down I tell her that I'm sad and hate myself and everything about me.
She stays with me until it's 9:00 pm. Then I brush my teeth and go to bed early.

The reason why I didn't have much self confidence at the beggining of this year and now none at all is because up to this point I've been bullied for either 7 or 8 years, kids have always been rude to me and brought me down, I've never had the courage to stand up for myself...I've just stood there and punch me and harass me, I couldn't do anything about it...

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