Lets start off at 7th grade. Around this time I realized that I had an interest for girls, so i decided to explore with it (yes i am bisexual) I dated a girl named Lizzie, the very first girl I ever loved, which i still do and always will have love for her. Me and her were on and off for the longest time.
I was going through some mental states too. I was diagnosed with depression. They put me on Zoloft which made me see myself killing myself/ dead. I had to stop taking it immediately. I was put in counseling, every Wednesday I went. It helped a little but there was still something wrong, the highs and lows, the manic episodes, the voices.
I stopped going to counseling in the middle of the year. At this time, me and Lizzie were still going on and off, which during the off times I dated a girl named Marie (only twice though, which she broke my heart and I wont ever date her again, she is a good friend though)
Finally, going towards the end of the year, i started to get more friends and I was doing more things, but I wasn't comfortable with myself and the depression got worst and so did the voices, I cut myself every day. Around this time I met a guy named Mike, he was nice to me, and I was a complete ass to him, but he stuck around anyways.
The summer was hard, trying to hide the cuts, wearing long sleeves the whole time, but I managed to figure it out. The summer went by fast and lead into my 8th grade year
*Authors note*
this whole story it completely true, no lies. The names in this story have been altered due to respect on them. This is my last story.
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