Hey guys my full name is Samantha Jayne Addison. And obviously all you guys out there know me as samantha_hemmings21. Well this is the truth of what I have allowed my depression and anxiety do to me. Well my depression started when I was young, it all started when my granddad passes in 09. And I was a young girl and my granddad was my best friend. Depression took a hold on me and all these demons inside my head kept saying, 'shut everyone out, you don't need them. They can't help you, no one can'. And me being me listened, so I shut everyone out and pushed the closest people away from me. I have never let anyone in and I still don't. And as for anxiety all I can say is that anxiety has stopped me from leaving the house and doing what I love. I don't have a social life because I am too scared to go out there and meet people. And when my depression gets me that's it. I shut everybody out and all I do is cry and just do fuck all. Depression is a dark place that if you stay there long enough and eventually you won't be able to return from this dark place. For me that dark place is my safe haven. Don't ask me why I say that. But its true. I've been there for so long all I see it as is an escape from this place and it becomes my safe haven. I'm sure eventually I will be at peace with my demons but for now I will just have to keep fighting my battles and surviving my battle wounds. For example suicide and self harm are battle wounds. I've survived most of my battle wounds but not all of them. I hope that you guys get a chance to read this. So yeah that's it. No more parts and nothing more just this. I understand 'part 1' is the title but ya no.
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My life and what I go through everyday
Non-FictionThis is not a fan fiction or a story. This is my life and what depression and anxiety has done to me.
