How do you tell someone that you are depressed?
It seems like such a simple answer. But for me...it is not.
My mom is so frightening.
She scares me so much.
She cares more about my brother than me.
Why?
Because he is depressed.
Why is he depressed?
He chose to drop out of college and his self confidence dropped with him.
Well...yeah, thats all good. I hope he feels better...but even think that I too am depressed?
Why would I be depressed?
Well...a plethora of reasons.
My freinds...
Oh...my dear freinds.
You have no idea how much I love and miss you all.
Except for you. You lying s**t faced b*****d.
The hardest part...was saying that horrible word.
Goodbye.
Not bye.
Not see you.
Not 'Ja ne!'
Just...Goodbye.
The worst goodbye was at camp (not saying the goodbye to my school freinds was not heartwarming...but this goodbye has a very special place in my heart.).
These girls...and guys...
I would never have been freinds with them at school.
But when you are around people you don't know
and all you have is each other for two weeks
those people seem like family.
Having my memories become part of the soil of Camp Kern...
is the most amazing thing.
And I never truly realized how amazing it is until this year.
Today...I found my crazy English teacher had to go to the hospitol.
She had a kidney stone.
My freind told me
and I almost cried.
When I met her,
I HATED her so much.
But by the time the last day of school came around...
I loved her.
She taught me so much.
I don't know what to say anymore.
Tears cloud my vision.
And my hands shake with my sniffles.
So tell me....
is this depression.
Or is that what my brother feels, depression?
You may tell me now...
or never at all.
But just think about it.
and maybe you too will learn to love.
It seems like such a simple answer. But for me...it is not.
My mom is so frightening.
She scares me so much.
She cares more about my brother than me.
Why?
Because he is depressed.
Why is he depressed?
He chose to drop out of college and his self confidence dropped with him.
Well...yeah, thats all good. I hope he feels better...but even think that I too am depressed?
Why would I be depressed?
Well...a plethora of reasons.
My freinds...
Oh...my dear freinds.
You have no idea how much I love and miss you all.
Except for you. You lying s**t faced b*****d.
The hardest part...was saying that horrible word.
Goodbye.
Not bye.
Not see you.
Not 'Ja ne!'
Just...Goodbye.
The worst goodbye was at camp (not saying the goodbye to my school freinds was not heartwarming...but this goodbye has a very special place in my heart.).
These girls...and guys...
I would never have been freinds with them at school.
But when you are around people you don't know
and all you have is each other for two weeks
those people seem like family.
Having my memories become part of the soil of Camp Kern...
is the most amazing thing.
And I never truly realized how amazing it is until this year.
Today...I found my crazy English teacher had to go to the hospitol.
She had a kidney stone.
My freind told me
and I almost cried.
When I met her,
I HATED her so much.
But by the time the last day of school came around...
I loved her.
She taught me so much.
I don't know what to say anymore.
Tears cloud my vision.
And my hands shake with my sniffles.
So tell me....
is this depression.
Or is that what my brother feels, depression?
You may tell me now...
or never at all.
But just think about it.
and maybe you too will learn to love.
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*gives lollipop*