. . . > Healing.exe completely loaded So. I've been sick (mentally). And life has been going forward. I am 18 now. And I would like to tell everyone how these 18 years has been. Warning: mentions of harm to the self My first memory was in foster care. Didn't remember much from then. And then my parents took me back when I was 5. We were in NY. It was okay at first. And then it wasn't. My father became abusive. My mother was neglectful. I was bullied. And then I moved to MS after 5th grade. I was living with my parents first. And then my dad tried (and failed) to do things to me. I told someone. Got back into foster care. Was in the 8th grade. At first, I was okay. And then I wasn't. I was treated like a dog. Guilt tripped. Forced into religion. Cut my sister off. I hated it. I started developing alters to try and cope. Four years of my life. Started $/|-|ing Would've been five if I didn't get out by August of last year. I was in 12th grade. I moved. To a better place. Started healing, or so I thought. Fell back into depression. Started $/|-|ing again. Mental health declining. I was broken and didn't know how to get better. And then I switched medicines. Started talking about my issues. I started healing. I graduated high school. I got into college. I'm officially 18. I still have issues. I still have depression. I still experience alters, always will. I still am having trouble knowing who I am. But I'm happy. I'm healing. And that's all that matters.
Thank you for reading. And I hope to continue this journey with everyone in my life.
