I long time ago I started to think to myself if I died who would care I sat in my room for 30mins think about it at this time my mom and dad separated and my mom went on drugs my dad keep me and my mom got my sisters I haven't seen them in so long it's funny a little sad too but it's good when I was in second grade I bearly saw my mom and had thoughts of killing my self just to end it me and my dad started to fight I told him I wish I lived with my mom and walked off. A few weeks pasted and I got the worst news I could ever here as an 8 year old my mom killed her self I didn't know what to do i just sat there in shock and disbelief then it hit me just strate depression I cried and cried until I couldn't any more then I went to sleep hoping I would wake up from this nightmare years go by and I'm still depressed I still get sad when I think about of but I'm ok right now I'm 14 and I have a good life with a loving girl friend and most every thing is good. I do have my moments of anger and anxiety but I guess that's normal with teenagers but mine happens at random moments this is just a swear I'm writing just makes fun of my life don't care if anyone reads it don't care finder people read it it's just a little bit about me
