Well, I have been depressed for nealy all my life, literaly. My mom moved out when I was three, and I lived with my dad and brother. At the end of my grade six year I moved in with my mom thinking I would be able to have that mother-daughter realationship every little girl should have. Aparently I was wrong. I tried so hard to be with her and she didn't want anyting to do with me. At the end I learned she was having an affair on my step-dad (with his best friend) and contiunes it today. My step-dad and mom get drunk every night. So I moved in with my dad agian. Now I'm in a new town, new school, and am so lonely. I just feel like I'm being so stupid because I hurt everyone I talk to. I think I should just learn to shup up about everything. And I hate the way I feel because I just think that there is so many people who have a lot worse problems them I do, and yet they still are able to carry on happily.
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