Hello, My Name Is Depression
Warning: Triggers of depression, anxiety, suicide, and self-harm.
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I was first 10 years old when you came knocking at my door. I was a tall, short-haired fifth grader. I seemed pretty average, I really wasn’t anything special, but I was hiding a secret: I was depressed. At the time I was bullied by some of the popular kids and even by my own friends. I mean I don’t blame them, I was shy and short-tempered. My dad had been verbally abusive my whole life, he constantly put me down, and it took a huge toll on my self-esteem. At that point in time I had nothing and no one; it was the first time I wanted to commit suicide, and it I wasn’t the last. I thought that feeling would go away, but it never really did.