hey. you know me. the supposedly 'happy' and 'cheerful' twelve year old named kassidy right? actually, not so much. when i was eight, i was diagnosed with anxiety. and age nine i was diagnosed with depression. at age eleven i was diagnosed with ptsd. age twelve i was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and mpd (multiple personality disorder). it never helps since i'm also an extreme over thinker. my pronouns are she/her, he/him, they/them. i am panromantic non binary polyamorous. if you really still think i'm faking it, then fuck you. i've been abused since first grade and bullied since second.
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sad stuff
Randombasically a book of my favorite sad sentences or stuff like that ••may be triggering. read at your own risk•• •lowercase intended•
