Who ever knew that life could go from one end of the spectrum to the other end with just a short sentence. I had just turned 11 years old when my whole life had flipped around and I could do absolutely nothing to help what I was gonna go through in the next 5 months. Mom and dad jobless, hopeless interviews and many tears from everyone. No more extra curricular activities which was the only thing i enjoyed because i had no friends, because who would wanna be friends with someone who who either cried all her emotions out or got so angry she had to scream at someone who didn't deserve it, yeah no one did wanna be my friend, and I wouldn't want to be my friend either. So I kinda just sat there all the time in my own pain and sorrow in quiet because my family was going through worse then me, cause I'm just a "kid" who doesn't understand anything.
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RandomMy journey with a self harm addiction, bipolar disorder, destructive thoughts, anxiety and depression. (TW to any of those things.)
