Depression is every where all around me ever since i moved away from my family seven years ago ive never been the same.
last year on the 28th of september something happened that changed me forever.. i flew down for my birthday that week to visit my dad and his new girlfriend. But you see me and his girlfriend got off to a terrible start due to the fact she’d never met me and was telling me i needed to go on medication when she didnt even know anything about me or my life.. Dad explained to me that she herself suffered from depression on was on the hard/strongest medication herself.. when i met her she was a beautiful woman blonde hair, blue eyes, biggest heart ever. But when she drank.. she drank.. and you see i had been there for over two weeks and being away from my friends for so long my axniety was getting really bad.. so i decided to discretly tell him that i wanted to go home.. but she thought dad was talking to other women you see she was very deffencive and protective about her ‘man’.. i was outside at the time but inside i could hear yelling that soon turned into screaming then all i can remember was hearing her accusing him of talking to my mother which he hadnt for years so i ran inside to defend him.. only to have her scream in my face that i was a two-faced selfish ***** (because i told him personally i wanted to leave). I am a super sensitive person and at the time that broke me i had been isolated from the people who helped me from two weeks and was at breaking point so i ran down the steet in the pouring rain crying my eyes out i didnt get far because i had no where to go and didnt know my way around.. a few moments later i got a call from my dad telling me to come back and so i did but i stayed out side little did i know that during my breif fit she had almost hit my brother. Her and dad kept fighting till she finally packed up her electronics and left with her 4 and 8yr old sons.. dont forget she was drunk by that stage.. 28th-9th-2011 That night she killed herself in her car with her kids..
But there’s more only a few months later i found out that if i hadnt called my mother whom i am dearly attacted to that night she herself was going to kill herself and leave us with my father..   This has scared me forever and effected me in so many ways.. what would you call this, fate or coincidence?