Tell us your story.
>it all started in 2nd grade
>everytime my mom brings me in, I hold on to her hand and cry not to go
>fast forward, 4th grade, no problems with anxiety, depression etc.
>dad commits suicide via overdose
>hit me hard
>can't attend school for weeks
>begin pulling out my hair
>become diagnosed with trichotillomania (hair pulling)
>begin taking antidepressants
>they work for a while, but that feeling of unaware happiness always goes away
>6th grade
>same problem, miss more school.
>7th grade
>the cycle repeats
>8th grade
>get hit real hard this time for some reason, missed school for about 3 months
>get tutor
>sweet lady who tries her hardest to keep me happy
>i always felt like one of those special needs kids
>i felt unattached
>i felt alone
>the only one there for me was my mom
>problems continue
>the cycle repeats…
I plan on ending the cycle late tonight. Leave me with some final feels.