first blog #2
Eventually they adopted me and I moved in with them. I got to visit with my dad and my mom, who was in city gospel mission at that time recovering from an episode of manic bipolar. I moved into a new school(where I still am) and it was rough. Imagine trying to learn latin while in 6th grade, and at the same time having to deal with your dad moving to colorado. It was really hard on me, and I think it was then that I started to manifest symptoms of depression. The next summer I went out to visit my dad, and my beloved, adorable baby brother sawyer was born. He lived with my step monster and my dad for about a year and a half before they separated. I was so angry, at my step monster for breaking my dads heart, and at my dad for letting the same thing happen to my baby brother that happened to me. This happened during middle school, and that on top of drama with my class was hell on earth, and at the same time I was dealing with most of my friends outside of school coming out and telling me last. But life went on normally. Until last year, when my world fell apart. I was diagnosed with severe manic/depressive bipolar, ADD, and RAD(reactive attachment disorder). I was at my breaking point when my best friends attempted suicide within months of each other. I was considering it myself, and sometimes I still do. The world is so terrible, and I really don't want anything to do with it. The only good thing that has happened to me this year is finally knowing what I want to do in college and after I graduate. I want to be an editor. I love most colors, and animals, and my family. Well, theres my life in a nutshell. I'll post any new developments of it, but thats all for now.