I am 15 years old, and I am suffering from severe depression. In this age, teenagers enjoy their college life and I am thinking how to die as soon as possible. In this age people have crushes and I hate my own brother, so how could I trust anyone else.
I used to be a jolly girl, I was so social and I loved mingling and communicating with people. Everyone had different hobbies but my hobby was to help people and to befriend them. I thought everyone has a good soul. But my brother proved me wrong. The person I loved so much, my friend, my crime partner. And what I am about to share with you is something I hide from everyone, except one person. My best friend.
2 years back I lost my respect in my own eyes, one day I was not feeling well so I slept, l was 13 years old maybe, and like other children I was so unconscious that if someone beat a drum beside me it wouldn’t have affected me. But that day something awful happened to me. Not rape but yes it was painful. Ok, I am coming to the point now, I was sleeping and when I woke up my clothes were undone. There were scratches all over my body. That day… I was so depressed because I couldn’t share anything with my parents. This would hurt them, might just even kill them from the inside, because he was my only brother and I had to think about the future of my parents.
If I was to tell them the reality, it might kill them. Since they struggled a lot for us. My story does not end here. That day I kept quiet but after that day I couldn’t sleep. I can not bear it if someone touches me or even tried to come near me. I just break out crying when I am alone. In fact, I hate when even my dad touches me, whether he is touching me to show his love, but whenever anyone touches me, it reminds me of everything that has happened to me.
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