This is me. Sitting in my Algebra class bored out of my mind as usual. I look normal right? If you said yes then you were wrong. This is my story….
Growing up being the shortest and most content kid in class it was hard to gain friends. I often kept to myself and never talked to anyone. Being a Jehovah Witness my family was very religious and dedicated to god. Due to my religious family and spiritual beliefs throughout the religion I had nothing to relate myself too others around me.
As I got older and my family had made the decision to discontinue with the religion my family started to break. Fights and arguments were constantly heard from the bedroom as I tried to cover my ears and wish for it to all be over.
Within those fights came countless nights of crying seeking for a friend to console me. But I had no one at school and was left to deal with my own thoughts and emotions.
In the 5th grade I finally decided to break out of my shell and gain new friends who shared the exact same hobbies as me (one whom I still am best friends with today). I felt relieved to finally feel like I was wanted and became the happiest I had ever been. At home I shared a different emotion.
Being the oldest I was seeked to be the person my mom told everything about, especially about the conflict between my parents, which led me to become depressed.