How It All Started...Kinda

• How it all started
•   It started when my biggest regret happened it was a beautiful summer day and I had made a new friend now my other friend didn’t like her or something. So I invited the new friend over and well the old friend took off mad. So I followed her to work it out with her but by the time I get there she’s pointing at me to her mom and says there she is. So when her mom looks over at me she says B*.  I’m like she just called me a B* so I run home crying and well here is the part I regret. Now since I’m just a kid I’m crying and thinking I won’t tell mama because she will pick that ladies side. So I called my big sister who says I’ll be there and hang up.
•  So I’m sitting up on the stairs as my sister and her boyfriend and best friend stroll in. So least to say they confronted the lady who denied it and things got way out of hand which you will not get any more details as that’s not my story to tell. But if anyone that was there that day is reading this I’m sorry and I appreciate all you sacrificed and lost for resusing a kid who was bawling her eyes out. That day has haunted me my whole life but I want to say that I lost something that was so special to me to that day. I probably caused a lot of pain to happen because of that day.
•   Now skip to me being about twelve and experiencing first love. The thing I thought I lost that horrible day had been found again! It was great although it was off and on. Until that other horrible day when I moved and lost what had been lost and found. I didn't get to say goodbye that day and I regret that. About that time I lost my aunt and uncle which had caused me to go numb because I didn’t cry when I lost them just held that sadness in. All those things at once had caused my anxiety and depression to worsen. I was sent to see the school counselor but that ended when I gave them a piece of my mind and said everything was fine. What a big fat lie and the second time I only actually said what I was thinking. Someone in my family doesn’t believe any one under thirty actually has a thought process and if they do then they are evil. ( rolling my eyes)  So you could barley get me to talk. More for later ……

Note: I don't own this picture but it is beautiful

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