6th grade was the start of suspected depression, but things got worse in middle school. It started with the fact that, coming out of public elementary school, all my friends were going to attend the public junior high school. I was the only one out of my friends to go to private Catholic school, and it made me really bitter. I even tried to fail the interview, but obviously it didn’t work.
I feel like a lot happened in junior high, but…maybe not. It was a clash of two worlds: school life and church life, and I went through a lot of struggles to just be normal and happy with my life. But because I went to a school I didn’t want to go to, it was really difficult, and I think that junior high was around the time I started to fight with my parents a lot. In junior high, I fought with my parents a lot about school and homework and what was fair/what was not fair and freedoms other kids had but I didn’t. To be honest, when I think back to it, I feel like I just felt sorry for myself a lot. I didn’t know who I wanted to be, but I knew I didn’t want to be me, for reasons I really can’t remember. All I knew was that, for the most part, life seemed meaningless.
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