Hello I'm Iris. I honestly don't know what my life is anymore. Though I'm still young it feels as if I've already witnessed most of what I'll witness in my life or that I should already have my life all mapped out with my career and all that shit. But nope I'm a mess. I live in a house with people that are related to me but not a home and without my family. Home is where the ones you love are right? Well then I guess I don't have a home. I'm just hopelessly wandering as agonizing day after day goes by while I wait for my two loved ones to be together again and be happy. Frankly I'd love to join them when they eventually do but That might not be possible. But as long as they're happy i don't care what happens to me. So there's your brief explanation of my life. That's just the top of the ice burg. But if you wish, if you've even read this far, to hear the story them feel free to ask.
- Chained down to people that claim to be my family
- JoinedAugust 13, 2015
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Depression is like a black hole. Once it has the slightest grip on your mind, you can no longer fight the spi...