So it all started in the fifth grade, My uncle had just died from cancer. I was sad of course. I started to wear alot of black. People of course did’nt care all they did was call me gothic and emo. My life was just so stupid, I didn’t know what to do at the age of 10, I had friends but why would I tell them anything? So I just became really isolated and just kept to myself, I thought this was just a new to live life, But then my mom was diagnosed with deppresion and Bipolar, Before that my parent’s split upp, […]
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Me, a 16 year old ******, atleast i think i am, always brushed off my stressors and depression-activators aside…. i never gave a 2nd look to why i am sad. I endured it. I always thought, if I thought about why i am so unhappy with my life, maybe I’ll take some sort of action towards fixing or mending this apparent hole in my life. Being Indian gives me a life full of culture… values… family. From day 1, I have been taught to be the perfect being my parents could wish for. I don’t want to be the perfect being they want me to […]
I have been struggling with my inner demons and haunted by the ghosts of my past for most of my life, and I simply don’t know how much more I can possibly take. I’m just not strong enough to keep fighting off the darkness within that much longer, sometime sooner or later it’s going to engulf me… and I won’t survive. I have always had a certain proneness to being emotionally unstable but several years ago I had a severe psychological breakdown triggered in part, by my mum’s death. Before she passed away she repeatedly asked for me and I desperately wanted to be there for her, […]