If I ever live to have children and they complain about their life I'm gonna use my life as an example at how bad it can get for some. I can say that there was a point in my life where I hadn't spoken to my Father in five years, had to write my own eviction letter to become officially homeless. Lived in a mental institution because I was unable to keep myself safe and also dealt with chronic pain. That is actually my reality right now and it sucks. Every time I think it can't get any worse it does. Mandy still hasn't messaged me so guess I've defiantly lost her as a friend. I thought I would be more upset about it, but I'm not. She was taking up so much of my energy, trying to force her to understand and obviously she just wasn't meant to stay in my life.

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My Journey To Normality (Part 1)
Short Story?This is a story based on true events about someone who is on their journey to recovery from mental illness. Their questioning of gender and sexuality. Going through relationships and break ups. Just an all about coming of age story of a person that...