This one will be kept short and sweet. So basically this year was probably my worst at school just stress on top of stress on top of stress. You see I made the error of not saying anything and convincing myself that I was fine. Writing this you can tell I very much regret that but then again would I be here writing this probably not.
Anyway the year starts you know I see my mates and try get the year over. Well that's how I thought it would go. Well no. It was stress and I think I used a blade a few times that year just because I was kinda just fighting it alone and so I guess that was my way out. I stayed in bed a lot or went out just for that distraction. I had hardly any energy to even want to move out of bed (This will become a theme in next few chapters). I'd watch UFC on a Saturday so I'd actually have a reason to be in bed all day on a sunday. To this day I still watch UFC nothing beats some good MMA violence.
Either way I would be in school struggle to focus get home and go into distraction mode to escape stress and life. Either way the school I went was for sure trying to make me fail for all the years I was there but I can't prove that.
Anyway we make it to GCSE season as we called it and did all the exams you know had stress but kind of went fuck it and got straight through it head first did my best and hoped for the best.
After this season, while we was waiting for our result day actually which if I remember correctly was 2 months later and our 'leaver assembly' was a month after the final exam or something like that. Between that time I would meet someone who I was quite close friends with at the time. Well in simple terms we ended up in a relationship. Kinda kept it quiet for a bit you know the norm. We eventually told our friends had our leavers assembly and our prom. We only get 1 of these and you are damn right that we made the most of it. At that point I was thinking well this is it my life is getting better.
We dated through the summer into our first year of college and well if you thought what the first part of this very true story was you know tough... well I have another thing coming because things became a lot worse. In fact still going through most of the stuff to this day + some additional stuff that I will proceed to explain in my later chapters.
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Liam - This Is My Story
Kurgu OlmayanThis is a story of me and my experiences with depression. While I hope this will help many people understand they are not alone I also want it to inspire others to do the same.