Chapter 2

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Surprisingly, another text comes at 2:45, just like the previous night.

Unknown:
I just want a day where it feels like I'm not falling apart anymore

And once again, Tyler knows that feeling.

He feels it every day.

Like your world is crumbling around you an all you can do is sit and watch.

Tyler doesn't necessarily have a bad life, but it was never great.

It was normal.

As normal as it can get when you have depression.

He has good and bad days.

On his good days, he's able to get out of bed and make it to school. He's able to sit and chat with his friends, joke, and laugh.

On his bad days though, he has no motivation. He stays in bed. He usually doesn't eat on those days, because he can't find it within him to put the effort in to making food.

Luckily, he has more good days than bad, but the bad days are still there.

He copes though.

He gets through it.

He's still alive, even when sometimes, he doesn't want to be.

He's making it through.

If not for himself, then for his mom, and for his friends.

Either way, he's still getting through each day.

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