I’ve been in depression since I was around 3 years old.
I’ve never had anyone by my side to help me.
I’m different to all people my age.
They’re all loving those bands or actors or whatever.
I love history.
And sadly, that love has lead to worse things.
I feel madly in love with a person.
I am fine with it.
Nobody else is.
They can’t accept me for who I am.
I have no true friends.
Nobody will miss me if I go.
