I wondered sometimes,
If I got help,
Would I get better,
Or would it be too embarrassing.
To admit that the reason,
For all of this,
For all my depression and change,
Was a high school boyfriend.
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What You Did To Me
Short StoryIt wasn't the lies you told, It wasn't the tears I shed, It wasn't the pain you caused, It wasn't the misery that followed, It was what you did, That ending up breaking me. Trigger Warning: contains bullying, depression, and suicidal thoughts/acti...
