I was left alone in a house with strangers by my family because of religion starting when I was in grade 1, and was forced to be responsible because I was always the one being depended on since I only go to school and have nothing else to do. I did the dishes, cleaned the house, did everything you would imagine what a housewife would do.. and now that I lived with my family, I was trying to feel what it felt like to have substitute parents take care of you, since it's been a long time since I did (I didn't live with my real parents anymore). I tried my best to be optimistic, to be happy with my family, but no. I didn't. They didn't. At an early age, I've known what it felt like to be depressed. Expectations, like high grades, an honor, being a future architect and the like. Taking care of your grandma while taking care of school, of personal problems, all in one time. I had to, unless I somehow wanted to live in the dumps or go back to my mother. I tried to give them hints about my depression, but it didn't work. It wouldn't, right from the start. They were Catholics. They didn't believe in those mental illnesses. They told me to brush it off, scolded me about my emo attitude, about my spending much time in the bathroom, about my always wearing long sleeves instead of blouses because it was hot. They told me I was overreacting, that it would tone down if I just left it be. It just got worse. As I am typing this, I am crying. I didn't do anything to deserve this, I thought. I wasnt a bad girl, I was an innocent one. The only time I started these.. worldly things were when I had lost hope. When I thought that other people from other countries understood me. I was right. I wasnt alone. But still, I'm still depressed. But believe me when i say that my internet friends have wiped my tears more than my family or relatives. I love them more. They're what I would really call my family. So, thank you, for being there. Our locations may be distant, but our hearts beat as one. We have the same goals: to try and save lives, by relating to them. Thank you, internet friends, or rather, my "true family"
I know, the drawing is quite ironic