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A girl at our school killed herself. I didn't know her, but I think that it's disgusting that something like this had to happen for kids at my school to realize that depression is a problem. It won't fix itself, it won't go away if we don't talk about it, it won't go away if we make jokes about it, it needs to be seriously addressed. What's even more frightening is the kids who act like she was the only person this could have happened to. It's not like she's the only person with depression at that school. Please reach out to your friends, please try and help. She didn't have to die... ~Kat p.s. I know this is like the most inappropriate

Nobody thinks it's real. Nobody believes in us. sometimes not even you and me. And that makes it even worse. Because that's what I've been hanging on to.

And I can't say why. And that's enough to make me ache inside. Sometimes I wonder how different everything would be if i could talk to people. Or know how to handle stress Or know how to talk about things. Anything really. I've developed a new coping skill. it's called not talking. Whenever someone says something I don't like I shut down. I don't move, I dont take deep breaths, I don't talk. I just want someone to come sit down next to me and hug me until everything is better. I don't want people to ask me how I'm feeling. I obviously don't want to talk lol. I just want everything to stop, so until everything stops and goes back to norm