So most people don't know thus about me in fact only one of my sisters and 3 or 4 friends do but I have to get it out there even though it's hard to write this chapter and this is just me stalling to say it which is crazy to do in a story but ok I have depression I usually don't tell people cause I don't want them to worry or feel sorry for me or something like that and I don't like feeling venerable and growing up I was basically taught it wasn't a real thing for people who know me its surprising because I am always smiling but I guess the saying is true some of the saddest people have the biggest smiles or something like that I would like to say mine isn't that bad I like dealing with it by myself I don't even get depressed that much anymore I first realized that I had it in like the end of 7th grade so about 3 years ago it was mostly because of the bullying I received from almost my whole class at the me but then it changed to a parent only yelling at me which turned into me thinking I'm a screw up and the only reason I told the one sister cause I knew she had depression too and she wouldn't tell anyone and she hasn't. I don't want to get into more details considering it was hard to write all this but it took solo long and I probably have a lot of spelling errors but now that I post it I feel like a little bit of weight has come off my chest
