A Lost Cause

This is more of a story about the thoughts I have when I'm alone. I love writing for you guys, I truly honestly do. But I've never been able to be consistent. The truth is that I've struggled with depression since I was 14 years old. Now I'm about to be 21 and nothing has gotten better. But I'm about to start going to therapy, and I wanted to start this to kind of document if there is any true progress. That way, if any of you are in the same position as I am, you can kind of get an idea if therapy is the right choice for you.

Trust me, I'm terrified. I don't want this woman to know what I've been through. I don't want her to tell anyone who might know me, what I've told her. I'm scared she'll think I'm insane, or that I need medicine or something. I'm terrified, so I've turned to my Wattpad community to kind of help me through it.

I love you guys, I'm sorry that I've been so distracted and have never finished a story. Hopefully, I can finish this one on a good note.

Xox, Romanted.