In the 7th grade I became depressed.Just like all those commercials say; I lost interest in everything that I loved.I didn't go outside no more,I stopped skating,I didn't want to be around my family anymore.That whole summer I sat around my house and just watched TV.
For five years I struggled with my depression.I would randomly cry for no fucking reason.I wanted to blow my head but I didn't know why.I hated people, I hated life and wanted to just ended I soon as possible.But eventually I stopped being a whinny little bitch and started dealing with my problems.
I've haven't been depressed for almost a full year now.But I'm still not happy.I'm not depressed, I'm not suicidal but I'm not happy.And I wish I knew why?I'm almost out of high school.I'm going to college in a few months.I should be the happiest fucker in the world.But I don't really feel anything.And that fucking scares me.Maybe everyone that's gone through depression deals witih this problem I just hope that I eventually get out of this funk so I can really enjoy life after high school.
