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the hard truth is that nobody will come and save you. you have to do it yourself

I've been there. I'm still fighting the battle. I started in 2nd grade. I would take pills from the cabinet and mess around woth them to see witch one would keep me asleep the longest becouse everyone I cared about seemed happy or had a better time when I was asleep. Then I moved on to timing the train in west rome so that way I could walk there after everyone was asleep and get his by the train. They put singers in the door thinks to a creepy guy driving down the road and the school everyday. So after that I went to cutting becouse the pain from my heart and my mind when to the cut. I got so good that It looked like cat scratches. After my sister miss handled a knife and got cut they locked them all up. Beck to medicine it whent. It got bad to where they locked them up. From there back to the knifes becouse they stopped locking them. Then my "mom" sat in the kitchen I hit my low aging n cut woth a Bobby pin. I kept failing. Everything I felt wores becouse I was it as proof that I was nothing but a failure. I believe for 7 years that I was nothing but the burden in people's lives. The wight holding everyone down. I believes that I was a mistake and should of never been born. But .... the bad thing my "parents" that CHOED TO ADOPT ME. They treated as a slave made me fell like I was this big failure. Every single time I was to tired to put on the act and let it show they would say there famous line" if your so depressed why don't you go ahead and kill yourself?" My 'mom' has her bachlers in psychology. They aloud the over 5 kids (my blood brother was dealing with his own depression) bullie me. Everyone I stood up for myself i got in trouble for being mean to them. I would down my 'mom's' makeup and hair I would also have to get her clothes out for her. Then go to school get bullied come home to get bullied clean the house get food maid for everyone, do everyone's laundry then quickly take a shower becouse I wasnt around to stay up past 7,9 or 10 depended on my 'dad's' work schedule pluse than my 'mom's' favorit TV shows can on. Then go to sleep and repeat. It's been 1 year since I started to see a therapist I will admit I'm still struggling with depression but I'm not letting it fully win. What I'm trying to say I'm here if you need to talk to someone or if you need to call wotj someone just becouse you don't want to be alone or fell like your alon I'm here.

@@emilysmith5088 I'm not alone in the fight too many people in this world suffer from it. But I Am alone in my life.