DEPRESSION

Part 6

   My sister was in a situation, in which no matter how hard she tried she couldn't get out of it. And it was honestly heartbreaking to see her in that condition. But a part of me kept screaming that's how you looked at one point. That was the time I realized why students at start didn't used to come near me. Like after th as t first day for about two months I basically had no friend. Hell scratch that I used to hate people in those two months. I just wanted to runaway from everything. But I got myself back. And a big part of me refused to believe that, that's how I looked. Because one look at my sister and you could see everything. She was like a open book at this point but everyone was just too blind to care or to even just look at her.
   I felt like a duty was now given to me. The duty to bring my sister back in the world she first used to live. A duty to bring her out of the depths of depression she was now sitting in. So I did what I thought would be the most useful. I gathered up the courage to tell my mom. In the previous part I told about my sister's schedule. So we she left for her academy. It was just me and mom. At around 5 PM she made tea. We were having a delicious cup of tea when I felt like I should open up. So I told myself here goes nothing and I said to mom "mama do you know what you guys are doing with her?" She looked me in the eyes and knew what I was talking about and replied "we are doing nothing with her. She is doing this to herself, not us". And that was it I lost my cool and at this point you could literally see that I was red. I said to her "Oh yeah!! Do you know she is planning to commit suicide? Do you know about that? HUH, yuh ou don't after all she is doing that to herself, right?". My mom literally went pale. All the color of her skin was literally sucked by someone. Her eyes went wide.
   At this point my mother went completely blank and she was just staring me with wide eyes. I told her "look please don't tell her that I told you about this. Or she will go completely insane. And please please stop insulting her at literally everything and anything. Please stop it. And call papa right now because you two need to talk this out before she returns." She dialed dad that instance. They had a long talk and finally for the first time in weeks I had the nerve to relax a lil bit. But I knew better than anyone else that still there were things to be taken cared of. This was the first step in dragging my sister out of the shit she had plunged herself and we had her into.
   When she returned home, mom and dad got really sweet with her. At that time you can basically picture me face palming but still I was glad that they handled and understood the condition till some extent.
   After that day my mom and dad were seriously always on their best behavior around her and I was super happy about it. Till some extent I could see my sister getting better. After this whole thing there were about 2 months left in her final exams, so I just hoped that she stays on the track and mom and dad stay on their track.
   After her exams she was way more better. Because till this moment mom and dad were at their best behavior and were now even appreciating the little things she was doing. So I was very happy about this. Because now my sister was on a good track. I mean she was getting better. She had started talking a lot now. She had started talking to my mom and sometimes even with dad. Mom was used to now look more patient and calm. Till a very great extent and at many times she used to look relieved and relaxed. By now dad had also gotten his act straight. He was also coming home at time. Going to job at time. He was spending more time with us now.
   The good news for me was that I could now sleep more comfortably and relax. My worries for a while came to pause. But remember FOR A WHILE.
   After this whole situation, the next big slap. Was my periods. About this I have talked about my previous book too. Periods were the third slap of reality on my face.
   You would think that oh that's a normal thing and shit. But the problem is my periods weren't your normal thing. They were BLOODY LONG AND FUCKING HEAVY. They were the worst thing to ever happen to my body. I am sorry, I am all down for appreciate your body and periods are something you should be happy of. But sorry ladies, PERIODS ARE NOTHING YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY OF. YEAH ACCEPT IT YOU HAVE THEM. BUT HAPPY??? HUH.... PLEASE FUCK OFF AND SUCK YOUR DICK THEN. Because periods are one piece of horseshit.

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