I acted like nothing happened until I was 11. I never told anyone but everyday it haunted me. Every summer I go to a summer camp for 2 weeks, it's a overnight camp. I got really comfortable talking to a councillor so I told him. He didn't know what to do so he told the head staff. ( the head staff was my soccer coach for 7 years ) He called my mom and my mom picked me up from camp and took me to a hospital. She was upset and I was too. I stayed quiet and wouldn't talk at all. Nothing happened and we went home, I kept it in for about a month then told my best friend. She promised she wouldn't tell.
We got in a huge fight and next thing I knew the whole school was calling me a slut and making fun of me. I couldn't take it anymore. I picked up a sharpener and took out the blade, one by one I sliced my skin. I don't know what it was about it but I got relief. I never knew how to talk to anyone ever so I kept relating to the Damon that drags me down. Everyday. I do it everyday.
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Depression?
Fiksi RemajaOkay so I decidedly hat it would be good to just let out how I feel through a story describing how I got depression and all about my depression with you guys. This is my first story so I'm nervous and it probably won't be that good so just bare with...
