"Not today! Get out of my life Satan!"
Five years ago, that would have been legit impossible for me to say. Satan just had to come beat on my door screaming "FBI OPEN UP!!!"
Me a broken little depressed human thing, just opened the door like
"Hey bro! Wanna be my friend, I'm lonley...."
Those years of my life were the worst ones. Ever wondered what being drug through a living hell feels like? Yeah, no I didn't think so. Well, I lost nearly all of my friends, got bullied, lost my biological dad, didn't eat much for weeks, and nearly killed myself. All of these stories and more will be included in this, if these are things that would upset you, then I would recommend that you not read this story. This story is mainly a thank you letter for everyone who helped me through this, or even still continue to help me through what I still struggle with.
Thank you...
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Alone
Non-FictionRhis is bassiclu my life story and how ive always felt alone because not many people were ever there for me when i needed them the most...
