Growing up I remember always being sad. I think I became more sad by age 12. Every thing became bad for me. New school, new people. Bullies. Family making you feel like your not worth anything. Dad stop being there. Going to the doctor and telling them you feel like you wanted to die. And you wonder how your family feel.
I remember my mother looking at me funny telling me 'don't say that' . I use to think I was bipolar but come to find out I wasn't. But until this day I'm still sad and alone. Sometimes I feel like crying but what's that going to do nothing. If someone see you crying they're going to ask what's wrong? Should you tell them how you really feel?
Nah I don't think so because to me they don't really care how can they when they don't listen to half the things you already saying. Sit and talk about you like they really know what's wrong with you.
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Tired Of The Pain (Meghan Short Story)
Short StoryFeeling down every day get tired of feeling sad. Feeling like I'm not worth nothing. I wanna be worth something. Can't take the way things been going for me as a little girl and growing up into a women and still feeling down as things gets worser
