Hi, my name is Sam, I don't really know how to describe myself. In my eyes I'm a mixture of emotions, someone with no set personality. I'm now 17 and a few weeks ago I graduated high school. If you ask me the question 'what is the purpose of life' at this point in my life I wouldn't be able to answer because I truly don't know. Most persons think I'm a happy person who is always positive but deep down I'm crying but my pride won't allow me to show my hurt, so I smile to cover it up.
Don't get me wrong I'm not always sad and sulky, luckily I have my friends to bring me back to myself at times. I don't even think they understand how lucky I was to have them in my life through high school. However the 5 years I spent with them could not solve my emotional problems.
As far as I can remember I've always been trying to fit in. I'm never the popular person, but I try to be. Deep down I always knew I was never the most pretty nor did I have the best body. I think because of that I came to a self acceptance that everybody was always better then myself. I know right, it must suck to think like this. Actually it really does. No matter how happy I get I never see myself as enough. It hurts a lot when I sit and all the memories of my past hits, everything just comes at once, then all in a moment my entire mood changes and my world becomes sadness.
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Dear Depression
RandomA teenage girl who struggles with self. She tells a story many of us face. Will she overcome or will her mindset eat her alive?
