Being depressed is like being colorblind and everyone is telling you how colorful the world is.

Mom:

When it was just me and mom my life was a-ok. My mom had a decent paying job, I was getting all A’s in school. I didn’t have a care in the world. . .until he showed up. Bryce Alexander. My moms ex. Keep In mind that I’m describing my life at age 4. As soon as I met him I had a bad feeling about him. He just seemed so sketchy. I could tell that he didn’t like me OR my mom very much. When I was 6 my mom pooped out my brother. I wanted a little sister so bad and I was heartbroken when I found out his gender. This is when hell started. We moved around this time meaning that I had to spend more time with Bryce. He and my mom started fighting a whole lot more. One day I heard my mom scream. I walked out my room to see what was happening. I saw him of my mom fighting, FIST FIGHTING!