How my day started i knew nothing going to be allright, but anyway i forced myself to wake up and do the usual routine of mine.
Time flew and i had to pack my bag and run out of the door.
I always walk to school, it's 30 mins walk. Some people wouldn't bother and take the bus.
For a person that deals with depression and anxiety, i am not sure how to describe myself. As a lonley wolf? exiled wolf? attention seeker?
Well, not the last one.
I used to have friends with who i walked to school and then back. They vanished, i can not see them, can not hear about them anymore.
In the end i think, the problem is me. Or perhaps the way i live, or maybe the people around me.
I won't bother thinking about it, done that lot's of times.
In school nothing bad happend, or i failed to realised until one week ago, that i am bulied.
i'm such a good target to bully.
sometimes i think it's because of my nationality, sometimes because of my skin color, in few words.... d i s c r i m i n a t i o n.
I'm not the type of person that goes and tells to the teacher "he bullied me WAAAAAAAA", i try to solve it myself, but i see i fail.
Nobody deserves to be treated the way i am.
It will sound a bit emo, but i start to hate myself and everything about my life. Is there something better for today?
2 years passed from when i am in this .... ummm shithole... called Ireland, i still can't get out of my depression and doctors arnt helpful. i guess nothing can help me and i should just get used to my current life style, right?
Suck's to be me.
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