(this is another story by someone but I told them I wouldn't say they name. The name is fake. The story is real.)
I'm Maya West. My story starts when I was 14. When I was 14, I meant a guy. He's was a dick but hot to me. He was dating one of my friends but it didn't last long. He was really upset about the break up and I wanted to help him. He continued being mean to me but I didn't give up on him. I kept trying. One day I was with him and he ask me to sleep with him. I wasn't sure at first but agreed. I was kinda uncomfortable but happy. Maybe he had feeling for feel me like I did for him. I was wrong. He wanted to use me to get over his ex.
Days after this happened, he avoided me and didn't even talk to me at all. I started feeling hurt and used. He probably thinks of me as a slut. But he's the only guy I slept with.
More time past and I found out I was pregnant. I cried so hard. I couldn't tell him. I stopped eating and went into a depression. I blamed myself for being so careless. I pushed everyone away. One friend started by my side. I eat little after having some help.
The time finally came. I was out hanging out with a friend and my ex decided to beat me up. The baby was triggered into come. I have to get help fast.
A couple hours after I got help my son was born. It took alot to save him too. I was still upset that I couldn't tell his father. I was starting to become depressed again and my other friend wasn't helping. He told me. " well you know he won't want that child." I knew I couldn't tell him.
A month passed and he finally showed up. The father of the baby. He saw the baby and ask me if he was the father. I told him the truth. He was shocked but agreed to care for him. We still lived different lives but we both stayed in the kids life. I'm now feeling better about what happened. I know I made a huge mistake and I have to live with it. It's been 3 years now. Everything worked out for me. I'm happy now because the baby's father and I are closer and happy. Life is still hard but I keep pushing forward.
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Short Storythese are short stories about depression. they are not real stories. the point of these stories are to show people what happens with depression and to help those who are depressed.
